JM- Seb.
JM- SEB.
JM- SEBBIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE.
JM- SEBASTIAN.
SM- What?
JM- Seb.
SM- What Jim?
JM- I'm BORED!
SM- And you're telling me this why?
JM- Because you are my favourite sniper and I'm pretending to be dead, which is boring.
SM- Jim, its three in the morning, go play scrabble or something.
JM- Done that already Seb.
SM- Cluedo?
JM- I'm not Sherlock Holmes.
SM- God forbid.
JM- BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE D.
SM- Yeah, guessed that thanks.
JM- Come play Seb.
SM- No.
JM- PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE.
SM- No. it's three in the morning I'm trying to sleep, that last guy you got me to kill kept running away and it was long and tedious and I'm tired.
JM- Please SEBBIIIIIIIIIEEE.
SM- What do you want to play?
JM- Where's Sherlock.
SM- Jim, just because you printed out a A1 poster full of pictures of yourself and put one Holmes in the top left hand corner two inches down…
JM- Sebi you ruined the game!
SM- Good can I sleep now?
JM- NO! I've disguised him now, come look.
SM- Jim, I'm not flying from Dublin to London to play your stupid game, just because you drew a moustache on a picture of Holmes.
JM- How did you know I drew a moustache on him?
SM- Because I know you Jim, and won't drawing a moustache on him only make him stand out more?
JM- Oh.
SM- You're drawing moustaches on all your pictures now, aren't you?
JM- .
SM- Can I sleep now? Oh stuff it I'm too awake to go back to sleep, want to play something?
JM- Nope.
SM- What?
JM- Not bored anymore, I'm drawing moustaches on myself.
SM- But I'm awake now!
JM- No problem you can go back to sleep, for now.
SM- I hate you.
JM- No you don't.
SM- No, I don't. You're so changeable.
JM- It is my only weakness.
SM- Good night Jim.
JM- Nighty night Seb.