- Is he here?

- (nurse) Yea, I gave him an ice pack.  The swelling should go down.

- Okay. (walking in)  Today?  Why'd you call me and not your mom—Jesus, what happened to your face?

- Hamlet clobbered me!

- Oh, jeez.  It's okay.  Stop crying, it'll be okay...okay, okay.  Let me see.

- Is my face deformed?  

- The nurse said it's not too bad.  

- Not too bad?  I think my cheekbone popped out.

- Well, you might get a shiner.  It shouldn't be too bad, Today.

- Do you think it's a concussion?

- What happened?

- He hit me!

- Who?  Where?

- In class.

- The first day back?

- The first minute. (murmuring)

- Okay, okay...stop crying.

- But it hurts.

- Does it murmurum?

- Yes!

- What happened?

- I was so excited.  I saw my friend and we were talking and the teacher wasn't there—class hadn't started so we got to betting on which one of our classmates would walk in next.  He gave me 10 to 1 odds, but I said that was too rich for my blood—

- Too rich?

- So he gave me 5 to 1 if I could pick the right horse.

- Horse?

- Well, he loves to gamble and he said he needed something to ween off till the checks come in, so I got in the mood, too, and I picked Lala because before he even said let's bet on horses I was playing a game in my head saying the next person that walks in will be my soulmate—unless it's Eugene cause he's old and rambles—

- What the hell are you talking about?

- And so I told him Lala, and she walked in and I got so excited because I was going to win 5 to 1 and I said, "Lala, you were my horse!" 

- This is the girl with the jealous husband?

- Yea, he had walked in right behind her. 

- Oh jeez.

- (continues murmuring)

- (chuckling) At least she was the first to walk in.

- Yea, but she's married!