gappy
Sunday 26th March 2017 1:00pm [Edited]
Oxford
2,703 posts
AMANDA: Hi, Jacqui. Come in, please.
JACQUI: Hi, Amanda. How you doing?
AMANDA: Not bad, thanks. So, shall we - oh, do you mind taking your shoes off?
JACQUI: Of course not! Sorry, I didn't think.
AMANDA: Shoes off, that's the rule here, I'm afraid. I'm a little bit OCD about it.
JACQUI: Oh, you're a little bit complex psychological condition about it?
AMANDA: Yes, I'm a tiny bit crippling mental illness typified by self-destructive ritualistic obsessions when it comes to removing shoes. And coasters.
JACQUI: Fair enough. Anyway, we'd best go, the train is at twenty past.
AMANDA: No, I think it's twenty to.
JACQUI: Really? I'm clearly having a bit of a senior moment.
AMANDA: A bit Alzherimer's today, are you?
JACQUI: Yes, a bit vascular dementia, me. A bit slow methodical atrophy of the fronto-temporal lobe.
AMANDA: A bit tragic erosion of the persona of a loved one?
JACQUI: A bit corticobasal degeneration-inspired dystonia, yes.
AMANDA: What are you like?
JACQUI: I don't remember.
AMANDA: Figures. Well, shall we grab a seat whilst we wait?
JACQUI: Ooh, yeah, I'm knackered. My legs are killing me. I'm a little bit paraplegic, to be honest?
AMANDA: I know the feeling. I'm a bit arthritic inflammation due to ankylosing spondylitis myself.
JACQUI: I'm an absolute double amputee. Do you mind if I smoke?
AMANDA: Course not, Jacqui.
JACQUI: [BEAT, THEN LONG RACKING COUGHS]
AMANDA: That looks like quite a lot of blood. You should get that seen to.
JACQUI: Gah, doctors, what do they know?