ME: I am dying to lie, and I am lying to be sincere. HIM: You can’t rush a good bark. ME: For the sake of...? _[what the fuck is he talking about?]_ HIM: _[in brotherly tones, with a sadomasochistic tinge]_ Nevertheless. ME: This has to be pure nonsense, for the sake of.... HIM: Agreed. _HIM and ME munch their bark. The owls slip down the sunrise. Sounds like another quirky evening. There are 1,435 bugs in the courtroom._