In Canada, I can predict [sigh] with ninety-nine percent certainty that
there’s another bus behind us.
Do ya got a light?
Your body language is starting to tell me that you aren’t interested.
I just find it fun to do my hair.
When’s the last bus?
Should I be dramatic about it, kind of?
There’s another bus.
Roast? Yea, that sounds like a Sunday kind of dinner.