- Why are you so—

- Dark?  I'm brooding, aren't I?  Mysterious—dangerous.

- No, grumpy.  

- The strong, silent type.

- Just grumpy.  You even have flakes in your eye.

- I have to start my freakin' 4th Step today.

- (laughing) Oh. 

- Yea.

- That explains a lot.

- Last time I did my resentment list on her, it didn't end well for me.  I was buying dvd players on discount and the ambulance was really mean.

- Oh.

- Probably it was stuff like the email and pictures—not the shit she did while she was in training.  Real eye-opener.

- Oh.

- Is that all you ever say?  Oh?  That's all you have to offer?

- Jeez, what do you want me to say?  Write down what you want me to say and I'll say it.

- Just say oh.

- Okay...

- How could I have been so stupid?  I was always the dramatic one.

- Oh.

- Yea...

- Well, she was young—

- And I conveniently forgot for a whole decade.  I just brushed it off.

- You're only naive until you learn.

- Oh.

- Yea—

- Yea, well, I have to do my 4th Step...and she's Jesus' girl now.

- (mumbles) Maybe it'll be a humbling experience.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Oh, nothing.

- Oh, you got something to say now? Where are you going?

- I'm going to make a nice breakfast. You need something healthy to keep you focused.  

- I don't want anything.

- I'll cut up some bananas.  It tastes way better sliced—want me to make us a nice smoothie?

- No.  

- Oh, you need the energy—I'll make us a smoothie.

- Whatever... Hey, Today?

- Yea?

- While you're at it, do me a favor, yea?

- Sure, what is it?

- Hit me with that fish oil, will ya?

- Fish oil?

- Yea, hit me with that fish oil.

- What—hey!

- Oh-woa-woa.

- You went through my stuff!

- Hit me with that fish oil?  What the hell is that, Today?

- You can't go through my stuff!

- (laughing) But I already did!  Today, are you in a...a healthy boy band?