A: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to turn your attention to the link here, which will take you to the wonderful world of Wee Bit Wordy, where Dean was kind enough to invite yours truly to write a few words–
A: Yes, D?
D: Just where am I over at Wee Bit Wordy?
A: Um, not there?
A: And your point is?
D: How can you be your truly wordy self without me?
A: Ah, well you see, that wasn’t exactly the point of the post–
D: And I’m not even going to mention that part where you said I wasn’t real–
A: Oh, you read that part, huh?
D: Yes, but we’re not going to talk about it. It just hurts too much.
A: I see. So, you’ll be getting back at me some time in the future, then?
A: Good to know. Since you read the piece at Wee Bit Wordy, do you have anything to add?
D: Um, let’s see – I took some notes. Oh yes, imagination – research. . . yes, and vampires. . . cricket bats. . . Jack Flacco. . . Well, actually, A, it seems like you covered it.
A: . . . Really?
D: Yes, really. Nice job, A.
A: Who are you — wait, this is you getting back at me, isn’t it?
D: It’s best to keep you on your toes, A.