A Live One
I just sold my old bed on Craigslist to a wide-eyed young person. She just moved to the big city to do performance art - she's gonna do sculpture and costume and her friend's a musician and somehow they're gonna turn these two skills into one awesome performance.
She spoke in a quiet, shy breathy voice. She thanked us shyly for the bed. She asked, "this doesn't have bedbugs in it, right?"
She's shark bait.