*Falls from the sky* Ah, yes, hello there. Anyone ever been up to Maine? Nice place. No internet though, well, not where I was at...yeah. Sorry.
I don't know about you, but staring at the ceiling for long periods of time can be a real downer. Mostly because there's nothing else to look at.
"Hey, are you done yet? How long does it take for someone to try on a pair of robes?"
No reply.
"Dude, they either fit or they don't. If they don't, go look for another. But if they do, lets get going- my show's starting soon."
No reply.
I made a big show of checking the watch I didn't have when I heard the dressing room doors click open.
"Took you lon-Wow! Look at you! Pretty snazzy outfit you got there!"
"…Thank you?"
" Ha, you've got the matching hat and everything! Do a twirl."
"A what?"
"A twirl. I want to see the whole thing."
"I'm not 'twirling'."
"Fine." So instead I circled him, taking in the shiny robes, the shiny hat and all the other shiny accessories. I approve of shiny.
"…Well?"
"I give it two thumbs up."
"You give everything two thumbs up."
"I do not."
"Then what do you rate your…taste in fashion?"
"Two thumbs up."
"Exactly."
"Well, it's not my fault I only have two opposable digits. Hey, I know! Give me a kunai."
"Music, I'm not gonna let you cut off your own thumb."
"Not my whole thumb, only half!"
"I'm not letting you cut off half of anything so you can give your fashion sense one-and-a-half thumbs up!"
"…Who said I was gonna give my fashion sense one-and-a-half thumbs up? Those robes look a little scratchy."
"They're not."
"In any case, I…wait. What were we talking about?"
"I honestly don't know."
