A Dialogue

Sam: You’re staring at me. Why are you staring?
Me: I’m trying to map my romantic fantasies onto reality.
Sam: Okay.
Sam: *sidelong glance*
Sam: Still?
Me: Under what circumstances would you be prepared to die for me?
Sam: Raccoons.
Me: Raccoons?
Sam: Yes.
Me: Ah hah ha ha. I think that’ll do.
Sam: Come back when you need more.

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