He took home artifacts:


the soiled underpants ornamented with nylon lace

the pair of sparkly blue socks she was wearing

a barrette that had been knocked into the gutter--he wasn't even sure if it was hers or not.

He slept with this collection heaped under his pillow, along with one of the pair of spiked heels she'd been wearing, a six-inch number which may or may not have been responsible for the accident.