Louisa: Where's the love, losers? We haven't talked in ages.
Jack: It hasn't been that long. A week or two maybe.
Scott: Feels like longer
Jack: Besides, I've been busy
Louisa: Why's that?
Jack: Well, if you must know, I've been writing a story
Louisa: Oh. Cool.
Jack: Would you like to read it?
Louisa: I guess
Jack hands her a few sheets of paper from his bag
Jack: So what've you been up to, Scotty?
Scott: Not much, really. I keep having this horrible dream though.
Jack: That's nice
Scott: Yeah, I keep dreaming that I'm in this story that someone made up, but then they lose interest in me and I...
Louisa: Cease to exist?
Scott: Yeah
Louisa: Wow, that's pretty deep
Jack: Aren't you supposed to be reading?
Louisa: I'm done
Jack: That was quick
Louisa: I'm a speed reader
Jack: So what did you think?
Louisa: I have a few questions
Jack: Fire away
Louisa: Well, why is it all in rhyming couplets?
Jack: Duh. The main character's a poet, so it's like he views his whole life through the medium of poetry.
Louisa: They're not very good couplets
Jack: Well, maybe he's not a very good poet
Louisa: Okay, then why are all the characters called Jimmy? Isn't that a bit confusing? Even the dog's called Jimmy
Jack: (snatching it back): It’s not my fault if you can’t understand the complexity of my work
