James: "Right…"

Sirius: "LEFT!"

James: "What?"

Sirius: "You said 'right' so I said 'left'!"

James: "Oh, right"

Sirius: "Oh left!"

James: "Ok, stop that now!"

Sirius: "Don't have a cow!"

James: "I wasn't planning to!"

Sirius: "Look at my shoe!"

James: "?!"

Remus: "Oh, not that rhyming thing again!"

James: "What rhyming thing?"

Remus: "He does this thing where he says random things to make them rhyme with whatever you've just said!"

James: "Sounds like fun!"

Remus: "NO! NO IT'S NOT!"

Sirius: "You smell like snot!"

James: "Does snot actually have a smell?"

Sirius: "I fell down a well!"

Remus: "Chance would be a fine thing! And how should I know? Do I look like the kinda guy who goes around sniffing snot?!"

Sirius: "James has a head like a plant pot!"

James: "What?"

Remus: "Don't listen to him."

James: "But it's so hard not to…he's just kinda there – all the time!"

Sirius: "I like to rhyme…HEY!"

James: "Well, you are!"

Sirius: "True!"

Remus: "Where's my gun?"

Sirius: "I gave it to a nun!"

Remus: "STOP THAT!"

Sirius: "TOP HAT!"

Remus: "GAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Sirius: "Uh…?"

Remus: "Ha-ha! Make something rhyme with that then!!"

James: "You're sad, did you know that?"

Sirius: Looks sad

Remus: "Well, he's sad too! LOOK!"

James: "Saddo!"

Remus: "Hey, shut up! I stopped him rhyming didn't I?"

James: "Suppose so. Didn't really mind it all that much actually!"

Remus: "WHAT?! TRAITOR!"

Sirius: "Uh…SPAITOR!"

Remus: "Now what the hell is that supposed to mean?"

Sirius: "A dunno! Rhymes with traitor though, dunnit?"

James: "He has a point, Wolf-Boy."

Remus: "Again with the Wolf-Boy?!"

James: "YEP!"

Sirius: "I want beef!"

Remus: "I want my gun back!"

Sirius: "BEEF!"

Remus: "GUN!"

James: "Uh…Lily?!"

Lily: "What?"

James: "Give me a random thing to shout!"

Lily: "Why do you want a -"

James: "JUST DO IT WOMAN! Oh wait, I shouted there. Ok that'll do. Thanks!"

Lily: "???"

James: "You can go now?"

Lily: "What is Sirius doing under the piano?"

James: "Hmmm, probably just looking for some beef."

Lily: "UNDER THE PIANO?!"

James: "Hey, Lils, don't ask me to explain what goes on inside that man's head!"

Lily: "Don't worry. I wouldn't dare; your head might explode!"

Sirius: "BEEF! I FOUND IT!"

James: "Uh…good for you mate!"

Lily: "I think we should move house. Run. Leave just now. Take Harry and get the hell out. Sirius will never know where we have gone!"

James: "Don't count on it. Sirius has his ways of driving us to despair! He'll find us, mark my words!"

Lily: "Bugger!"

James: "Hey! Where'd Remus go?"

Sirius: Through a mouthful of beef- "Said shumfin about a gun!"

Lily: "Ow! OW! Beef in my eye!

James: "A gun, eh?"

Remus: "That's right James, a gun! And I FOUND IT!"

James: "Where was it?"

Remus: "Oh, this random nun had it. She was quite nice actually. I'm seeing her again next Tuesday."

James: "Uh…Remus – you do know she's a nun right?"

Sirius: "How d'ya know she's not a nun left?"

James: "I don't!"

Sirius: "Then don't just assume such things, Prongs. Honestly!"

James: "Anyway…"

Remus: "So what if she's a nun?"

James: "She's holy -"

Sirius: "Just like that water!"

James: "- she wont be able to do…things!"

Remus: "What sorta things?"

Sirius: "I KNOW!! I know what things!"

James: "Yes, we know you do, Padfoot! Now - SHUT UP!"

Remus: "Oh, wait I think I know what– HEY! EWWWW Prongs, get a grip! She's a friggin' nun!"

Sirius: "He-he!"

Remus: "I HAVE A GUN!"

James: "No you don't!"

Remus: "What the…HEY! Ok, who stole my gun this time? See if I find out it was that wretched nun again I'll…"

Lily: "Uh…James…"

James: "Ya?"

Lily: "What's the baby doing with the gun?"

James: "What baby?"

Lily: "Good grief!"

Sirius: "Mmmm, beef!"

Remus: "?????"