"No way!"
"Charlie, c'mon..."
"No, Virgil! No, no, no, no, no!"
"Charlie, just listen to me-"
"Are you out of your mind?! We cannot tell anyone!"
"But after Friday night she deserves to know." Virgil felt like that was the first entire sentence he had gotten in since he first called.
"Look," Charlie said slowly, calming down a little, "I'm sorry that I slipped last week. But Virgil, Stephanie can't know about this! No one can!"
"Why not? It's not like we even have the time machine anymore."
"But if anyone found out they might want us to make it again or something!"
"Who says they would even believe us?"
"Who says Stephanie will believe you?"
Virgil sighed. "I don't know. But I need to tell her."
"I don't know about this, Virgil."
"Come on, Charlie. What's the worst that could happen?"
"A lot."
Virgil waited without answering. After a few seconds of silence Charlie sighed.
"Fine."
Virgil's jaw dropped. "Really?"
"I guess so."
"Thank you, Charlie!"
"Just be sure she's the only one you tell, ok Virgil?"
"Yeah, sure. Thanks man, I didn't know if you'd let me."
"I don't know why I am. She's the only one, right?"
"Yeah, whatever."
"No, not 'whatever', Virgil! Seriously, she's the only one!"
"Ok, Charlie. Thanks man. See you tonight."
"Bye."
"Bye."