G4: Dialogue Story

“Come on, we have to go!  Did you wash your hands?”

“No, but I sprayed Febreeze all over them, so I’m good!”

“Hurry up!”

[footsteps running from upstairs, then tripping and falling down stairs]

“Oh, God!  I think I punctured my knee!”

[sound of air leaking out of balloon]

“Holy crap, dude!  Why is there air coming out of it?”

“I don’t know!  I’m not a doctor, I’m an urban style crayon artist!”

[sound of door opening]

“I’m a doctor!”

“Whoah!  How did you get inside our house?!”

“Well I’m also a part time locksmith.”

“Seriously?  You’re a locksmith doctor?”

“Yep, and I’m also a kindergarten teacher.”

“Dude, really?”

“Nope.  That was a joke; I’m also a comedian.”

[sound of laughter]

“Haha, anyway, let’s take a look at this punctured knee, shall we?”

[sound latex gloves snapping onto hands]

[sound of air leaking out of a balloon]

“GAAAAGH! Don’t touch it!”

“Well, it looks like you have a punctured knee.”

“Yeah, I already knew that.”

“Well as a doctor, that’s what I’m paid to do.”

“True that.”

[awkward silence]

“Well, how do I treat it?”

“How do you treat what?”

“The punctured knee, remember?!”

“Of course I do.  That was another joke.  I’m a comedian, remember?”

[sound of laughter]

“I don’t know, try spraying Febreeze all over it.  Do you have any Febreeze?”

“Yep, but I locked it in a safe after I finished washing my hands with it.”

“Well, go get it…”

“I can’t, I have a punctured knee, remember?”

[sound of air leaking from a balloon]

[sound of air leaking from a balloon]

“Yep.  Yeah, I remember now.”

“So how are we going to get this Febreeze?”

“I’ll go pick the lock.  I’m a part time locksmith, remember?”

“Well are you a part time hidden safe finder?”

“No.”

“Aw dude, that would have been funny if you said yes.”

“Aw, you’re right!  I’ll write that down and use it at my next comedian show.”

“Anyway, my safe is hidden.”

“Dude, why would you hide a safe with Febreeze in it?”

[sound of air leaking out of a balloon]

“Not important. Here, I’ll draw you an urban style crayon map showing where the safe is.”

[sound of crayons scribbling]

“Awesome.  I’ll go get the Febreeze.”

[sound of feet going up stairs, finding safe, lock getting picked, feet descending stairs]

“Got it.”

[sound of Febreeze spraying ]

“It’s not getting better.”

“Oh, well then I guess you’ll die.”