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Figment: *looks at pies* "I can't get those. I'll ruin my diet."
Me: *looks at him*
Figment: "I've got to keep my slim girlish figure!"
Figment: *is male*
Me: *cracks up laughing*
Cashier: *appears out of nowhere*
Me: *starts putting things on the conveyer belt*
Cashier: *looks at us funny*
Me: *looks at cashier funny*
Cashier: "I'm a really good listener."
Me: *wonders how much of the previous conversation he heard*
Figment: *is buying a whole pantload of hot dogs*
Cashier: "That's my favorite number of hot dogs."
Me: (to Figment) "At least it's not soup."
Cashier: *looks curious*
Figment: "That's what I forgot! Soup! ...I need to eat something at work."
Cashier: "But soup isn't as easy as hot dogs. You have to find a place to heat it and all that jazz."
Figment: "You can. You don't have to."
Me: "I work with him. He eats soup. Cold. From the can. Condensed soup."
Cashier: *gives Figment a funny look*
Figment: "But it's chicken noodle!"
Cashier: "Ohhh. Yeah. That's different."
Me: *looks at them like they're on crack*
Cashier: "Chicken noodle soup has everything you need."
Me: *looks at Figment like he's on crack*
Figment: *looks at me like I'm on crack*
Me: "There are some essential differences here. I'm a woman." *places hand on Figment's shoulder* "You're ..."
Cashier: *gives us that look again* *rings up the last stuff*
Me: *grabs cart*
Figment: *follows me*
Casher: "Goodnight, ladies..."
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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