Dana: "Unwelcome lip-lock, hey? Well, that explains Joan's speedy exit."
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Dana: "I would beat myself up too much over mis-reading Joan, if I wuz you-- she tends to be TOO OBLIVIOUS, (and too generous)."
Nerva: "Welll.. that makes me feel kinda better & kinda worse."
Dana: "She just tends to go over-the-top helping, without understanding the IMPLICIT INTIMACY of being a HUGE FORCE of CHANGE in someone's life.."
Nerva: "Uh; I wouldn't know about that; she just pulled my bacon out of th' fryin' pan the once't."
Dana: "D'you need to talk about it?"
Nerva: "I think so; Very much so...What I can remember, anyway..."
Dana: "Well, let's go. I'll buy you an Italian Soda & listen."
Nerva: "Not to be a PICKY PETE or NERVOUS NELLIE--"
Nerva: "But could we talk somewhere PRIVATE?"
Dana: "Uh, I guess- this way, then..."
Nerva: "Won't we be IN THE WAY if we go BEHIND th' Counter?"
Dana: "Oh, we're just passin' THROUGH behind-the-counter.."
Dana: "...and as you may know, every CAFE has a sub-cafe for its baristas only."
Dana: "Lemmie get this here.."
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Dana: "It's only about 6 rungs down."
Nerva: "Huh..."
Nerva: "Mebby we just shoulda talked in th' PUBLIC AREA.."
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