Nathan:
"He was just so smug about it, you know? Like, I'm not good enough to represent him son. And then he started into the whole separation of business and personal nonsense. "
Clay:
"uhm"
Nathan:
"And then that chick from Kellerman's boat came by. She asked for you."
Clay:
"Who Tracy? So not as hot as Quinn."
Nathan:
"So what do you think?"
Clay:
"I'm thinking, pancakes or fajitas?"
Nathan:
"Ugh, never mind. And really? Pancakes or fajitas? How are those your choices?"
Clay:
"Mmm, because Nathan, I like pancakes, and I like k fajitas."
Nathan:
"That's like saying apple sauce or mashed potatoes."
Clay:
"Ooh, mashed potatoes sound great"
Nathan:
" You're very strange you know that?"
Clay:
" Uhm, Hum. Totally weird. *phone rings* Hey-oh, Julian. "What's up J-man? ... Ya, I'm aware it's not Jamie. What's going on? Hello...Hello"
Nathan:
"You drop him?"
Clay:
"Yup. I'll just text him back.You know I can't remember the last time I actually completed a call"
Nathan:
"Well, we've only had cell phones for like 30 years; you can't expect miracles"
Clay:
"You know, one day we are going to look back and be like "remember when we used to drop calls and were like "Hello? Anybody there?" This is why we text"
*Chase sits down*
Chase:
"Why do people text?"
Clay:
"Uh, because calling people ends in frustration and disappointment."
Nathan:
"No. people text because they don't like to be put on the spot. Nobody wants to be caught on the other side of that conversation when someone asks them to carpool or to lend them money. Or when someone tells you that they've always loved you."
Chase:
"Trust me, the last one's the worst"
Clay:
"No. Not as bad as when they call and then they ask you to smuggle 15 balloons of pure Bolivian cocaine across the Turkish boarder. And you've got bills to pay and you've got a problem saying no."
Chase:
"Hahaha"
Nathan:
"Are you finished?"
Clay:
"In your butt."
Chase:
"Hahahaha"
Clay:
"Now I'm finished."
Nathan:
"Nobody likes to be put on the spot. They want to read it, think about it and then respond. Usually with a well conceived lie or an excuse."
Clay:
"Or they just pretend they didn't even get it."
Chase:
"Or when you text that you love someone, you don't hear back then you pretend that they never got it. Can't do that on the phone. *Julian sits down" I tell myself they're dead, or just being held in a pit like in Silence of the Lambs"
Julian:
""It puts the lotion in the basket." Actually, the line was "it places the lotion in the basket" but everybody always get's it wrong. Anyway, what about the pit in Silence of the Lambs?"
Nathan:
"Apparently you don't get good cell phone coverage down there."
Julian:
"Oh, well yeah, we've only had cell phones for the last 30 years so you can't expect a miracle. Anyway, clear your minds, which is not hard, I know. You ready? Soft Duckling or Enchanted Forest?"
Nathan:
"Wha- are you starting a band? 'Cause I would go see Soft Duckling."
Julian:
"ha ha ha -- no. These are the paint colours for my baby's room."
Chase:
"I've got to go to work, I'm --
All:
"Bar manager"
Chase:
"Hate is a choice. Don't do it"
Julian:
"Seriously, yellow or green?"
Clay:
"I don't know. That's like asking us to compare apple sauce and mashed potatoes."
Julian:
"Oooh mashed potatoes, nice call!"
Clay:
"Sounds good right?"
*fist pump*
Nathan:
"I'm so glad my wife isn't having a son. I've got to go find Ian."
*Clay yells after him*:
"Text him, don't call. Trust me."
*Julian and Clay sit side by side looking awkwardly at each other*
