One Day

I suppose. Do your ideas involve icecream cones and lollipops as well?

The more boring ones, sure.

I should of guessed that’s what you would of wanted. Well I know plenty of secrets and other things around here. 

Do you? Spill the beans, then!

Whatever you’re some kind of all knowing person. Wouldn’t surprise me if you had been gossip girls best friend. Thanks I guess. I doubt you have a heart. Owe you what? A splif?

... Nothing in particular. Just owe. Probably information at some point, I guess. I'm too fickle to specify.

For someone who knows a lot about stuff, you are useless. [Groans in annoyed tone.] Fuck, fuck, fuck. Where the hell can it be. 

There's a difference between being caught up on gossip and having a personal tracking device on someone's drug stash. I'll ask around, though. Don't think I'm doing it out of the kindness of my heart. If I find out who has it, you owe me.

Kinder fucking eggs. What the hell do you think? Now have you seen my weed?

Ooh, touchy. Nevertheless, I'm afraid I haven't seen it.

Yeah? Enlighten me.

You're smart, I'm sure you can think of a few.

Who the fuck took my stash?

You have a stash? What of?

Yeah, cat got my tongue.

What a shame. There are many better uses to which your tongue could be put.

I know. I hate the cold. Why can’t it be hot all year round?

Exactly. Having to bundle up makes any person feel miserable and crowded. The only good thing about this season is all the hot chocolate and giant sweaters.

What's wrong, cat got your tongue?