Hey.
Hullo, Bridget.
Hullo, Jacob.
It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like "What about lunch?"
I have it ready whenever you get home, coincidentally.
Oh, bother.
Jacob, why are you talking like Winnie the Pooh?
Because I am a Bear of Very Little Brain, and long words bother me.
I see. Winnie?
Yes?
Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would I'd never leave.
There she goes! Good one, Bridge.
So are you coming home to dip into the honey pot or what?
Some people care too much, I think it's called love. And the honey pot remark is just begging for one of your dirty comments to follow it, you know that, don't you, Bridget?
Of course. It goes without saying.
