Oh, just my Mother and Father and Uncle sitting around, talking.
What's going on?
But what do you talk about?
Are you happy?
I don't think i'd like that...
The rain feels good. I love to walk in it.
How did it start? How did you get into it? How did you pick your work and how did you happen to think to take the job you have? You're not like the others. I've seen a few; I know. When I talk, you look at me. When I said something about the moon, you looked at the moon last night.