pt 105: CREAM

Scampi: Would you want to be a guitar soloist?

Peter: No.

Scampi: Seriously?

Peter: I do not play the guitar.

Scampi: Well, there’s no debate about that.  Is it chestnut season?

Peter: When is that?

Scampi: You know.

Peter: I do not.

Scampi: Oh, I don’t know.

Peter: I see.

Scampi: In fact, I don’t even know what chestnut season is.  If it’s the season they blossom, or the season you eat them.

Peter: It is a mystery.

Scampi: No it isn’t.

Peter: Ah.

Scampi: I am icing my wounds.

Peter: Oh?

Scampi: I’m not, actually.

Peter: I see.

Scampi: I was just checking.


Scampi: Have you seen the sky today?

Peter: Presumably.

Scampi: It’s the colour of iced cream.  Like a grey lake.

Peter: Ice cream?

Scampi: No, no.

Peter: That is what you said.

Scampi: Untrue.  I said iced cream.

Peter: And what, pray tell, is ICED cream?

Scampi: The name says it all.

Peter: Frozen cream?

Scampi: Perhaps.  “It’s a mystery.”

Peter: Don’t look at me like that.

Scampi: Why not?

Peter: SIGHS.

Scampi: Ok, let’s pretend we’re on a boat.

Peter: We are not on a boat.

Scampi: Incorrect.

Peter: This is a boat?

Scampi: Avast!

Peter: Excuse me?

Scampi: The milky air.  The grey waves.

Peter: That sounds like a fog.

Scampi: It is.


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