She: “I’m not feeling very social today.”
Me: “You’re not feeling social? I’m misanthropic.”
She: “Always going one better than me!”
Me: “Are you talking to me? Why are you talking to me?”
She: “Get out of my car.”
Me: “I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to stop looking in my general direction.”
She: “There’s a pregnant crack-whore on the street. Didn’t I tell you she’s your date?”
Me: “As if. You’re fortunate I’m gracing you with my presence tonight.”
She: “I didn’t I tell you? I only bought one concert ticket.”
Me: “I never said I’d go to the concert.”
She & Me: “Fine!”
She: “Do you think this line is ever going to move?”
Me: “No, we’re doomed.”
She: “At least we’re in good company.”
Me: “Yeah.”
