This is an all dialogue piece.
014. Black
Baby, It's Dark In Here
"Dark in here."
"How observant of you."
"Just making a comment."
"And a singularly useless one too."
"Hey, it's not my fault we're stuck here."
"You were the one who shut the door when I distinctly recall telling you not to."
"You were the one who didn't tell me the door locked automatically."
"No, I was the one expecting you to listen to me when I told you not to shut the door."
"Alright! I…I misread the situation."
"How?"
"You…had that look on your face."
"What look?"
"That look."
"I have many looks that I occasionally drag out and slap on my face. Want to be a little more specific?"
"The…look you get when you're up to mischief…or when you want to have sex in a public place."
"And you naturally assumed the latter?"
"After the last two weeks, why wouldn't I?"
"Huh. Fair enough."
"I…gather you were actually involved in the former."
"Well…yes. But I wouldn't say no to the latter."
"What? Now?"
"Got any better ideas for what we should do?"
"House! What if someone opens the door?"
"Hey, you were the one who thought I was after sex and was apparently all for it, Jimmy."
"Yes, but that was when I thought you were actually after sex and had made sure we wouldn't be disturbed."
"Well, that's not likely to happen for at least an hour."
"What?"
"The guy who has the key to this room goes to lunch about now and he never takes less than an hour."
"I'm not sure I want to know how you know that."
"Be thankful I know that he's going to come back."
"Good point."
"So?"
"Greg, we can't see a damn thing in here. How do you propose to do anything?"
"That's why God gave us hands, Jimmy."