Dear Reader,

Another College Composition movie drabble. This one was for a dialogue assignment. We watched a scene from the movie "When Harry Met Sally". That movie is hilarious… And the best part is that it's almost all dialogue. There is so little action. Pay attention next time you watch it and you'll get what I mean. We were supposed to pick a subject and write Harry and Sally talking about it. I picked the subject "What To Eat For Breakfast". I think it turned out well… Uuuuhm… (thismeansemphasis)

I do not own "When Harry Met Sally".

LONE-CHAN! THANKS FOR HAVING ME OVER! IT WAS TOO MUCH FUN! YOU ROCK! I LOVE YOOOUUUUU! WHEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Stay safe
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Sincerely,

Starr

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"I think we should finish those grapes before they turn into raisins." Harry said, pulling out the plastic baggy of grapes.

"We?" Sally asked, turning her head from the road to glare at the baggy, "Those are your grapes."

"And this is your car, so logically that makes this situation a we situation."

"Just because you brought your grapes into my car does not make this a we situation." She shot back.

"Why not?" He asked, "We are in your car together. I am in your car and you are talking about my grapes."

"Why are we having this conversation?"

"Because I'm bored, I find you attractive when you're in denile. And the grapes aren't going to eat themselves, unless of course you like raisins."

"I'm not in denile!"

"Yes, you are. You just admitted it."

"No, I didn't!"

"There you go again! You denied you were in denile which means you are in fact in denile."

"You're twisted."

"Yes, I am. And note the fact that I did not deny that I'm twisted unlike you, Little Miss Sunshine."

"ARG! Why can't you just get to the point!"

"Because I'm twisted. Now do you want a grape or not."

"No, I do not."

"There, now was that so hard? You admitted you don't want a grape when possibly you want a raisin."

"Why do you think I want a raisin?"

"Because you said you don't want a grape."

"What does that have anything to do with not wanting a raisin?"

"So you do want a grape."

"No, I do NOT!"

"Then you want a raisin?"

"I. Do. NOT. Want. A. Raisin. And I don't want a grape either!"

"All you had to do was say so!" He rolled his eyes, "Jeeze. Make up your mind!"

"Eat your grapes and shut up!" She snapped. Picking up the baggy of slightly wrinkled grapes he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and wrinkled his nose.

"I don't think I want them now…"

"ARG!"

The car behind them was suddenly forced to swerve as a baggie of wrinkled grapes was thrown out the window, hitting the other car in the windshield.