So, Harry, tomorrow is the End of the World, or at least the end of time, according to the Mayan calendar. What are you planning to do about it?
Ruth, you and I both know the end of the world isn't tomorrow.
Yes, but it gives rise to the question: if you really thought tomorrow was the end of the world, what are the top five things you would do today, to make sure you went out on the right note, so to speak?
Well, and I'm only having this conversation because you asked, and I'm drinking a fine scotch. I think I would want to spend the time in your company … and for us to have a fine meal, good conversation, and "end of the world" sex. What would you want?
Actually, I guess five things was too much. Those four sound pretty good to me. Do you think we should "engage" in a pre-emptive "let's save the world" action?
Since our mission is often "saving the world," I'm going to sacrifice myself … and you, if you'll join me … in such a selfless act.
Harry was grinning widely as he said that. Ruth was too … as she heard it.
And so they did. Save the world, that is, by their selfless acts.