Mar 04, 2010 17:29
I should be reading my homework for my 7:00 class, but I'm ... don't want to.
Have some dialog instead.
Me: Hey.
Brad: Hey. Oh. So I was going to email everyone my Oscar picks this year.
Me: ... Was that some sort of snide remark against me? Because you know that Pam asked me to do that last year.
Brad: What? Me? No! I just have the inside edge on everything this year.
Me: Oh really?
Brad: Hurt Locker, Best Picture.
Me: Yup. Katherine Bigelow, Best Director. Jeff Bridges?
Brad: ... Yeah, I was leaning Bridges.
Me: And Sandy Bullock for Actress?
Brad: ... Okay. Apparently the inside edge isn't so edgy. Oh, so the poker game, it's the 7th at 12, right?
Me: Right, the ... No! You dumbass, it's the 12th at 7! What the hell?
Brad: You know I'm just doing it to --
Me: To piss me off? Yeah, I got that.
Brad: Go to class.
Me: Love you, Brad!
Brad: See ya, Kid.
Me: Hey, I need you to do me a favor. I need you to slap me in the face.
Brad: In the face?
Me: Yes.
Brad: Why? What did you do?
Me: I keep falling asleep during training. That's not a good thing.
Aunt Amy: Hey!
Me: Hi, Aunt Amy! How are you? [to Brad] Never mind, I don't need to be slapped anymore.
Aunt Amy: Oh, so the other night, after you left? I came down on Jean hard.
Me: That's what she said.
Brad: Aaaand I'm out.
Aunt Amy: What? Alaina hadn't left yet and he stands up and says, "I'm going to bed."
Me In Aunt Amy's defense, the actual act was quite innocent.
brad,
that's what she said!,
dialog