Nell: David would like to make a complaint.
Me: How do you know?
Nell: Look at his face.
Me: What’s the complaint about?
Nell: Feet.
Me: Feet?
Nell: In his face.
Me: When?
Nell: In the morning when he’s trying to do his job.
Me: What job?
Nell: Watching.
Me: Watching what?
Nell: The Bus Stop, of course.
Me: I see.
Nell: And possibly the photos on your digital photo frame.
Me: Does he know whose feet in particular?
Nell: Jonathan Sky’s.
Me: Jonathan has been coming into my bed in the mornings.
Nell: I knew it.
Me: For a cuddle and a chat.
Nell: David sleeps on your bed.
Me: I know.
Nell: You can’t just oust him from his rightful place.
Me: Nobody is ousting anyone.
Nell: And stick your feet in his face.
Me: I’m sure there’s enough room for everyone.
Nell: Moving on, today is 1st August so you know what to do.
Me: Share the link to the website where people can support me with a cup of Earl Grey?
Nell: Exactly.
Me: It’s https://buymeacoffee.com/saramartin. Thank you so much in advance. I really do appreciate every cup.
Nell: Going back to the feet.
Me: Must we?
Nell: Is Jonathan Sky the reason why our conversations are later?
Me: Maybe.
Nell: Have you been talking things through with Jonathan before me?
Me: Not really.
Nell: Not really?
Me: We might have discussed a few things.
Nell: Now, I know how David feels.
Me: What do you mean?
Nell: Ousted from my own conversation.
Me: Don’t be silly. We’re having a conversation right now.
Nell: Are you alone?
Me: Not really.
Nell; And there we have it. Years of devotion replaced by a young whippersnapper with perfect feet.
Me: They are nice feet.
Nell: Enough.
Me: Sorry.
