Cutezz, C.K., purelife, P.C., Teh, good morning!
[P align=left][FONT face="Tahoma, Trebuchet MS, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=-1][He flips the milk into her face. She screams and covers her face. As she sobs, he spins her around, then claps his hands as if it were a dance move.][/FONT]
[P align=left][FONT face="Tahoma, Trebuchet MS, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=-1]Bob: [drops his accent] Sh-sh-shh. That man's gone now. That man's gone now. That's okay. Shh, he's gone, what happened to you?[/FONT]
[P align=left][FONT face="Tahoma, Trebuchet MS, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=-1]Jill: [mumbling] I don't know, the Superpan--[/FONT]
[P align=left][FONT face="Tahoma, Trebuchet MS, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=-1]Bob: [imitates her] Ah ah ah, you're not making any sense. Oh my God, Nancy. Oh, if only you could see what I hear. Upon the night, betwixt earth and flesh, the grinding of souls whispers a tale of how the dead do dance.[/FONT]
[P align=left][FONT face="Tahoma, Trebuchet MS, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=-1][He kisses her forcefully, and she is still mumbling and sobbing. David re-enters.][/FONT]
[P align=left][FONT face="Tahoma, Trebuchet MS, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=-1]David: Ernie!![/FONT]