I dispelled my invisibility for a few seconds in his full view, a finger resting provocatively on my lower lip, giving him a come-hither look under a streetlight. His jaw and the bottle of ubrwka dropped at the same time. It shattered, drawing his eyes to the sidewalk, and I took the opportunity afforded by his distraction to disappear again."That was mean," Oberon said, watching the man look wildly around for me and pawing at his eyes as if to clear them.Why? I asked. Ive done him no harm."Yes, you have. You will haunt him for the rest of his life. I know from experience."Youre haunted by someone flashing you on a street corner?"No. It was a dog park. Atticus and I were just arriving and she was leaving."Oh, here we go."She was so fit and her coat was tightly curled and she had a perfect pouf on the end of her tail like a tennis ball. I saw her for maybe five seconds, until she hopped into a Honda and her human drove her away. And now I cant see a Honda without seeing her."But thats a good thing, isnt it? Kind of romantic? A vision of perfection you can treasure forever, unspoiled by reality."Well, I dont know. In reality Id like to try spoiling her, if she was in the mood."Look, Oberon, that man is lonely. Hes too skinny and sweaty, and Im willing to bet you five cows that hes socially awkward or he wouldnt be staggering drunk at this hour. But now, for the rest of his life, he will remember the na**d woman on the street who looked at him with desire. When people treat him like something untouchable, he will have that memory to comfort him."Or obsess over. What if he starts wandering the streets every night looking for you?"Then hes misunderstood the nature of beauty. It doesnt stay, except in our minds."Oh! I think I see. Thats true, Clever Girl! Sausage never stays, because I eat it, but its always beautiful in my mind.