Liz: (Reading) Hmm, not that bad. Except for the burning cab..thing, it was good!
Christine: I thought it gave the story a more "dangerous" edge. Hermione can be reckless in this story, right?
Liz: As long as she doesn't like, make out with Harry, ok?
Christine: Fair enough! (Mumbles) You old cheeser, I'll do it anyway!

Hermione entered her "house" and was immediatly hit in the breasts with a football.
"OOH! Ouch, whoever just did that is owl pellets!"
Mickey Mouse walks around the corner-
Liz: Hold on here, MICKEY MOUSE? Are you drunk?
Christine: Wouldn't you like to know?(Smiles drunkily, and faints)
Liz: Hears a vague THUNK!
Liz: Now its my turn to write the fiction!

Hermione enters her beautiful mansion, and gives her coat and slighty-singed purse to her butler, Jeeves.
"Thanks Jerves, and send up a martini, I'm getting drunk tonight."
"As you wish."
"Thanks!" (Mumbles "You old fart")

Christine: What are you doing to the story? It was going great till you mentioned Jeeves!
Liz: It actually has a plot! Unlike your dingle story, "Oh, she saves a purse from a burning cab!"
Christine: I was getting there but you wouldn't let me finish!
Liz: (Snorts) Yeah right.
Christine and Liz: (Snorting and Laughing)
Liz: EEEW! I just swalled some flem!
Christine:(Lights a Jumbo-Size Cigar) I swallowed my snot!
Christine: OOUCH! It burns! I swallowed my cigar!
Liz: Nice move, Ace. (Snorts)
Liz: (Dives into mysteriously-appearing yellow cheese)

Mickey Mouse starts humping Hermione. Hermione screams and jumps out the window-
Liz writes:
-and falls into someone's arms
Christine: HEY! What'd you do?
Liz: I was TRYING to make Harry suddenly catch her, but you had to interrupt!
Christine: Isn't this story supposed to be pointless? Why'd you drag in Harry?
Liz: Harry plays an important part in Hermione's life, DUH. Grow a brain!
Christine: WHATEVER!