jenny; hello
bryan; …hi…
jenny; how are you?
bryan; um…good, thanks
jenny; you’re looking good.
bryan; pardon?
jenny; i said you’re looking good.
bryan; fair enough...
jenny; jenny.
bryan; pardon?
jenny; jenny.
bryan; no i’m sorry i think you’ve mistaken me for somebody else...
jenny; no it’s me, i’m jenny my name is jenny...
bryan; oh ye...hahaha...oh i thought...what a hillareous misunderstanding...nice to meet you jenny.
jenny; we’ve met before.
bryan; ohe yes, of course we have...i meant that it was nice to meet you the time that i met you...where was it that i met you the time that i met you when i met you?
jenny; at a party.
bryan; that’s right...wasn’t it one of those boring work parties?
jenny; ......no......
bryan; that’s why i said wasn’t it...it was the party of a mutual friend, was it, wasn’t it, was it, wasn’t it...
jenny; yes.
bryan; yeah, i thought so...bobby’s?
jenny; no.
bryan; dud’s?
jenny; no
bryan; d-dog’s?
jenny; no
bryan; maxwell’s?
jenny; no
bryan; ......andy’s?
jenny; yeah andy’s
bryan; yeah andy’s party! thats right...andy knows how to throw a party doesn’t he jenny?
jenny; oh, i love andy’s parties!
bryan; andy’s parties...what crazy parties...how is that guy anyway?
jenny; she’s fine...
bryan; oh that’s right...andy hates it when i forget that...
jenny; we watched a movie...
bryan; yesss...it was something like but not nessecarily schindler’s list. we watched it and wept...
jenny; ......it was police academy 4......we went for a walk.
bryan; on our feet if i remember correctly
jenny; we walked to the top of the hill and we ate sandwiches!
bryan; oh we’d just grab a sandwich and just put it in our mouths...oh, that’s the only way to have sandwiches! tell me jenny, do you still walk? do you still get into sandwiches in a big way?
jenny; i still walk a lot but i’m not eating as many sandwiches as back then...do you remember what we did at the top of the hill?
bryan; ......kind of......
jenny; we were standing at the look out.
bryan; oh i remember exactly what we did on the lookout...we just looked...out...across the city from our little spot on the hilltop. oh it was so pretty from way up there...we talked about how the lights from the buildings and cars seemed like reflections of the stars that shone out so pretty and bright...that night...
jenny; it was daytime...
bryan; the daytime of the night...
jenny; do you remember what you said to me?
bryan; not word for word actually, jenny, but i remember there were some verbs...
jenny; well, you said ‘meet me here in one year’, you just needed some time to clear your head...and you seem to have done that...
bryan; lalalalalalalalalalalalala...
jenny; we have a child
bryan; pardon?!
jenny; we have a child.
bryan; why didn’t you tell me, jenny? why didn’t you tell me that day when we went to the top of the hill and we made sweet, oh how we made such sweet sweet sandwiches? does ot have my eyes? my way with words? does it look like me at all?
jenny; no not at all cuz we adopted him! i can’t believe you don’t remember, it was a very difficult process!
bryan; *stamers a bit* ooohhh......are you sure that was me, jenny?
jenny; yes, i’m pretty sure it was you john......
bryan; ............i’m bryan...
jenny; oh my gosh, i’m so sorry...
bryan; oh don’t worry jenny...
jenny; oh no, that’s terrible, oh how embarrassing!
bryan; oh no don’t worry! jenny, actually i’m kind of relieved...that kind of thing just happens all the time...i just got one of those faces, i suppose...
jenny; so does john, he’s got one of those faces as well...
(both laugh nervously)
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Submission Name: jenny, by flight of the conchords
