Me: Isn’t Dave looking magnificent? He really is a Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: David’s a cool dude. That’s for sure.
Me: What did you just say?
Nell: I said David was a handsome animal.
Me: No, you didn’t. You went all American.
Nell: Don’t be ridiculous.
Me: You did. Something’s going on.
Nell: We’re in the middle of an important mayoral election. That’s what’s going on.
Me: At least Knitwear Wolf is wearing a cowboy hat today instead of a baseball cap.
Nell: What’s Rupert’s choice of hat got to do with anything?
Me: I know you don’t believe me but there are times when you and Knitwear Wolf are turning a bit American.
Nell: Are you for real?
Me: You see. There we go again.
Nell: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Me: And the scary part is you don’t even know you’re doing it.
Nell: I can’t be dealing with this nonsense. Let me finish my bagel in peace.
Me: That’s another thing. Since when do you eat bagels for breakfast?
Nell: Babycakes Gillespie has been selling bagels from his coffee cart for years.
Me: I know but you’ve never bothered with them until now.
Nell: A girl’s allowed to change her mind, honey. Get with the program.
Me: There you go again.
Nell: Never mind me. You’re beginning to sound like Stephen Seagull.
Me: I am not. I have a lovely speaking voice. What do you mean?
Nell: The Beefies keep saying David’s an American Labrador and cannot be Mayor of Kingsbridge.
Me: Now it makes sense.
Nell: What?
Me: Have you been staring at the sky at all recently?
Nell: Rupert and I have been enjoying a few sunsets together. Why?
Me: I think the Beefies are up to their old tricks again. Sorry.
