We Fight

But some stuff everyone seems to know. You know that’s true.

Well, Sam, I’m sending you in if I get any reports of cats stuck in trees.

Yeah, but your friends can help you out with that. 

Trust me, I doubt it. Janet has done plenty….there was some ridiculously amazing stuff she let me work on, and it didn’t do much to distract me. 

Okay, you mind me asking what your Janet’s last name is? 

I doubt it. My friend Jnet has done all she can to keep me busy and it doesn’t help much. 

Huh, that sounds like my friend Janet. I guess Janets are good people.

Not much else I can do.

[Sam pauses for a moment, pursing his lips.] You know, my therapy skills need work. But I bet I could find a good distraction.

I suppose….really doesn’t feel like it’s gonna mean anything most of the time.

I guess you just gotta stick with it and see, man.

“Psychology.” - she had talked to far to many therapists, So if she needed to she might be able to mimic their bullshit.

So you wanna be a therapist? No offense but you don’t exactly seem like the warm and fuzzy type.

As decidated as one can be from a far.

Hey, I grew up with kids whose dads chose to leave one day and never came back. The fact that you’re trying at all means something.

It’s not like I didn’t bring it on myself….but hopefully it doesn’t last much longer.

You can do it. You seem like a dedicated dad.

What? My kid? I don’t know. I haven’t exactly been allowed near her recently.

Jesus, I can’t even imagine.

I really don’t think anyone is ever actually ready. It always tends to happen at the most inconvenient times. Like when you are about to get a promotion at work, or just as you are incarcerated….

I think that actually might be a real problem. A statistic and everything. It happened to enough of the kids I grew up with.

Hey man, I’m not judging. I do have to disclose the fact I have a kid, so if that’s not okay with you, I don’t think this is going to work.

Trust me, I’m not either. [Sam pretends to be disappointed.] Yeah, I’m just not ready to be a dad yet.

Awww….like a date?

Sorry man, you’re not my type.

She looked at him for a fraction of a second in suspicious, she wasn’t sure if he would be okay drinking by a minor, and as far as Jessica was okay with drinking alone, it was nice to have company for a change. “CUNY” - she made it out on the last minute.

Major? Or are you undeclared?

I’ll take your word for it.

You oughta give it a shot. I’d even be willing to pay.