Nightly conversations by the Dah

Nightly conversations

"You jerk! Get of me!"

"You intolerable wench, do you really think that I want to be on the top of your disgusting body?"

"You could have fooled me."

"Now wench, cease your mouth and let me think how to get out of here."

"Hmmmph! Well, that's obvious! We have to wait until the electricity goes back on, and this elevator starts moving."

"Girl, as you know, that could take hours! I will not suffer your presence that long."

"As you should be the one talking here. I exactly don't want to be locked in a square meter sized elevator in the middle of the night with woman hating pretty boy snobby bastard son of a bitch."

"Oh, you find my presence attractive?"

"No.. not at all. I merely suggested that because of your androgynous looks, many of us commoners have hard time deciding in what gender you belong."

"But you say that only because you are jealous of my hair."

"Well, I must admit that if a male has longer hair than 99 percent of the women, he must be either gay or a freak."

"So, you are now doubting my sexuality as well as my gender? How ever did I manage to hire such foolish an assistant for myself?"

"Because you were attracted to my personality as well as my looks. Oh, and before I forget, you were quite happy to find a woman who didn't throw herself on your person."

"Yes, that's quite true. However, now I'm starting to feel a bit regretful of that decision."

"Hmmm.. is that so?"

"Yes, but to admit the truth, I enjoy our arguments."

"Wohou! What the hell happened to my boss? Who are you? What did you do to him?"

"Wench, what are you talking about?"

"My boss would never admit that he enjoys my company."

"But what if he did?"

"Then I would be forced to recreate my opinion of him."

"You are allowed to do so."

"It's getting hot in here."

"Yeah... Would it disturb you, if I were to take my blouse off?"

"As long as I won't die in blood loss."

"You surely won't. I'm sure that any beautiful womanly attributes that I have, won't be THAT appealing to your MARRIED person."

"I'm afraid to admit that you are right. My wife wouldn't enjoy hearing about this... little problematic situation of ours."

"I surely won't be telling a soul about this. Just think how it would affect to my career?"

"Very badly, I'm afraid."

"Oh! The electricity is coming back on!"

"Thank God. I was afraid that this heat would have soon been too much even for me."

"Unfortunately though it's already nearly a six o'clock."

"You are saying that I don't even get to go to home?"

"As I said, it's unfortunate."

"Oh how I hate you."

"And I love you too."