Two individuals are strutting down a pathway, back from the cinema then went to sit on a bench next to the park.
Girlfriend(BEAN): Which of us do you think would win in a fight to the death.
Boyfriend(ELFO): Baby... *smiling*
BEAN: What? I'm joking! *smiling*
ELFO: No more action movies for you.
BEAN: Oh wow.
ELFO: I'm your boyfriend...
BEAN: Oh stop it I withdraw my question.
(Silence)
ELFO: Also I would.
BEAN: You would?
ELFO: Mhm.
BEAN: Win in a fight to the death?
(Silence)
ELFO: I would never kill you but yea obviously I would win.
BEAN: But why obviously???
ELFO: Because I'm an elf; I'm a warrior, and I'm short.
BEAN: You would win in a fight to the death because you're short?
ELFO: Um yea, I'm sneaky.
BEAN: *laugh* You are not sneaky.
ELFO: What?
BEAN: You are not sneaky.
ELFO: Wha.. why not...
BEAN: I think you already know.
(Silence)
ELFO: I don't.
BEAN: You could probably kill me slowly if that makes you feel better, maybe like overtime, you can do that.
(Silence)
ELFO: That is an awful thing to say, but I guess that means I would win.
BEAN: Not if we're enclosed in a ring and only using sheer physical strength.
ELFO: Well that's not how I pictured it.
(Silence)
BEAN: You pictured it? what? killing your girlfriend?
ELFO: No I pictured engaging in a fight to the death, and I pictured ME winning. I have skills.
BEAN: Well that is awful.
ELFO: Wha.. how is it more awful than you saying you would win.
BEAN: It just is.. you pictured it.. that's dark.
ELFO: Just because I have an imagination and you don't does not make me more awful than you.
BEAN: Okay I do have an imagination I imagine fucking people all the time.
ELFO: THAT..THAT IS HORRIBLE I COULD NEVER PICTURE THAT
BEAN: But you pictured killing me?
ELFO: I think that's normal we've been dating for a while
BEAN: Not normal.
ELFO: I'm sure that our parents pictured killing each other
you.. You are just mad that I pictured me winning which I know I would.
BEAN: HOW?? How do you see yourself pulling that off when I am bigger and stronger.
