"Hello?" Pt. 1

January 27th, 2016

"My work here is done!"

"Ok."

"I get to come home tomorrow!"

"If you say so."

"I'm free!"

"Uh-huh."

"You don't sound excited for me, Daniel."

"I completely agree."

"I'm knocked up and it's yours."

"Great."

"I got kidnapped by aliens and they experimented on me."

"Sure, that's- wait, what?"

"I knew you weren't listening!"

"Just... hold on a second. Don't hang up."

"Ok."

"..."

"..."

"Ok, what are you blithering on about? Aliens?"

"I was kidding about the alien abduction. What's got you so distracted?"

"Work. Are you sure the alien abduction was just a joke? I mean, it would explain a lot about you. Like, a lot."

"Whatever. What are you working on?"

"Are you really that interested?"

"Um..."

"Thought not."

"Ok, maybe I'm not that interested. To be honest, the law kinda bores me. So, let's talk about something else."

"Like what?"

"I don't know, really. I mean, you kinda know a lot about me-"

"All I know is that you're batshit crazy."

"Nice, thanks. As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, you know more about me than I know about you."

"And?"

"And we need to rectify that."

"Why?"

"Because I don't know you all that well. It's time that changed."

"How?"

"Are we only giving one words answers now or what?"

"No."

"Could've fooled me."

"Haha. What do you want to know, Sophie?"

"Um... favourite movie?"

"Seriously, that's your first question? Ok, well, I like David Cronenberg movies, like A History of Violence and Eastern Promises. I like dark stuff."

"Creepy."

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry that not everyone's favourite movie is Dirty Dancing."

"Mine's Pirates of the Caribbean, actually."

"Like that's any better than my choice."

"It's ten times better than your choice! Next question, what song would you have playing at your funeral?"

"...ok, because that's not morbid... um, I don't know. Something cliché, like You Raise Me Up. The original version, not the Westlife version. Boybands are terrible."