— You first.
— No, you first.
— I don’t want to.
— Chicken!
— It’s not chicken; it’s some chocolate stuff. I think.
— I meant — never mind.
— Last one in has to do the dishes.
. . .
— OK, no-one’s moved. Last one in has to drive home.
— But you guys live here. That’s not fair!
— Damn.
— How long does it take for this stuff to get cold?
— Not sure. Who wants another drink?
— Me.
— Me.
— Me.
— Think I’ll give it a pass. I feel a cold coming on. Maybe it’s the flu.
— Oh, thanks, thanks a LOT. You could have said something earlier before we all shared that last bowl.
— I wasn’t sure then. I’m feeling more sure now.
— That’s it. I’m done.
— What? You’re not even going to try it?
— Nah.
— But I have Hot Curried Fruit coming up next!
— Um . . . Nah.
