"James."
"Yes dear?"
"Don't call me that. Now… I'm going to have a conversation with you."
"Cool. What about?"
"I dunno. I just figured I would because you seem to be acting better lately."
"I know I tried very hard, all for you, lovey."
"You know, this is a huge moment. I am actually initiating a conversation with you."
"Call the Queen! We'll make it a national holiday!"
"Shut up if you want me to continue this conversation."
"Apologies."
"Where should we start?"
"I think you're cute."
"I think you're a prat."
"I'll fix that eventually."
"Sure. So… how's school been lately?"
"We have all the same classes."
"Right… Good then? Well…hmm. You know, it's kinda funny. When we aren't arguing, we don't have much to talk about…"
"You're right. That doesn't really bode well for our marriage."
"Who said anything about marriage!"
"James did."
"I'm not so sure this conversation is working out too well. When people start to refer to themselves in the third person things are obviously going downhill."
"James is determined to have this conversation with you. James always gets his way."
"Goodbye James. You are truly the spectacle of patheticness"
"Goodbye! We'll continue this later!"