D: Oh dear, the Chinese is closed on Sundays.
J: Shall we have soup and toast instead?
J: What night is Burns Night?
D: The twenty-fifth.
J: Are we going to do anything for it?
D: How do you mean?
J: Are we going to do the Haggis thing?
D: No ...
J: What, am I not going to be here that night?
D: You're here... I thought we'd have soup and toast, since the Chinese is closed on Sundays.
J: Oh, was it today?
D: *click* *click* I'm blogging this...
J: Don't say "I live with a stupid person".