"Don’t get ahead of yourself, Rivers. You’re tolerable."
"Well, tolerable suits me just fine. Though, just so I know, is this the part where I’m supposed to return the favor and profess my undying love for you, or something?"
"You don’t irritate me, and you’re not half-bad. Take that how you will."
"And to think that I was worried that you were going to kill me. Does this mean that you kind of like me, then? Or would that be taking it too far?"
"Got stuck with the graveyard shift, did you? I’d offer my company, but it’s doubtful you’d want it and my own duties call. I do have a stale lollipop, though, if that makes up for anything."
"Don’t I always? Although, that lollipop does sound like it could cheer me up. Stale or not, I’ll take it. Though I wouldn’t have said no to your company, Sam — what made you think I didn’t want it, anyway?"
"And why’s that?"
"It’s cold, I’m exhausted and being alone tonight doesn’t particularly appeal to me. Need I go on?"
"I haven’t been getting much sleep these past few night so I’ll be awake if you wanted company. Not sure of how great of company I can be tonight, but it’s sometimes better than being alone. You’re apart of Protection, right?"
"I’m sorry to hear that. Can I ask what’s keeping you awake? You don’t have to answer, of course, but I figured talking helps to.. clear the air, or something. And yeah, that’s me — James the Protector, and you are?"
"Aren’t they always or is there something special about tonight?"
"I’d like to think I can stand them. I mean, it’s usually quite nice to be out by the wall on my own. I thought it’d be the same for tonight, except for the fact that it’s absolutely freezing outside."
"Looks like it’s going to be a long shift tonight.”
A tanning booth, huh? That does sound incredibly tempting, I must admit. Don’t go complaining when I knock on your door at dawn, James. We can’t waste any time, can we?
Oh, of course not. When it comes to the dilemma of your tan — no, no, scratch that — the absolute crisis that is your tan, we’ve got to use our time wisely. Dawn is absolutely fine with me, Mr. Vause.