Lizzy: Neeeeeeeellleeeeeeeyyyyyyy!..I think this is it, I've got the feeling. just letting you know. If you're wondering why I'm extra upbeat, which you probers are....[awaits response from Nel]
Nelly: [silence, as she reads her hard back old book - pages browned around the edges - (which is hip(ish))]
Lizzy: Ahem, cough cough. Excuse me Nel, did you hear my 'cough cough' and what I just said?
Nelly: Ya Liz, I heard you there. Great news.
L: And what news is that?
N: I heard the news you just gave me....that you have 'the feeling' and are upbeat. sounds great...and pretty vague.
L: Well, are you not going to ASK ME??
N: Liz, I don't wanna get into you giving me the vague message routine and I have to keep asking you questions to draw the story out of you. OK? I'm either gonna read my book OR ELSE, you can feel free to tell me your good news without me INTERVIEWING YOU! So go ahead and SPIT. IT OUT.
L: Geez, NOT IF YOU ARE GOING TO BE LIKE THAT ABOUT IT.
N: ok ok ok....come on, tell me then, what goin on?
L: You wanna know?
N: Course I bleedin well do, c'mon. This book is boring anyway. Its about people doing stuff in the past, which will bear no impression on the future for anyone who reads it.
L: Wha?
N: Nothin, c'mon, tell me.
L: OK. So, i was on Tinder last night, havin the browseathon, you know, and who do I see? Only the guy we met at that last party we were at, remember? He had a nice shirt AND that cool keyring thing! I'm pretty sure he's the ONE. Well, OK, the 2, as in the 2 in 10....OK, maybe the 10, like the 10 in 400. How can we best judge the numbers here Nel?
N: The guy with the job? Ya I remember, well he was 1 of 6 at that party, but on Tinder is he like 1 in 100,000? I don't know....who cares about the numbers anyway?
L: Well I DO. If you're gonna get the dating game right then you have to know the numbers, the STATS NELLY, how else are you supposed to win if you cant crunch numbers and understand probabilities?
N: Hmmm, OK Liz.
L: All this maths is making me thirsty. You thirsty? I'm getting some water. Want some?
N: Sure ya, thanks.
L: You want sprinkly or still?
N: Sprinkly...... haha....... as in SPARKLING?
L: Yaaaaaa MS KNOW ALL THE CORRECT TERMS FOR THINGS, jesus, are you thirsty or not?
N: Sorry Nel, ya, make mine a sprinkler then!
L: We're actually out of fizzy, here is a glass of tap water with a straw, blow some bubbles in that and fizz it up yourself Ms thirsty knickers.