What? Something wrong?
“No. Look! I got mail!”
Please don’t yell like that again. My old heart can’t take it.
“But I got mail!”
Geez, Percival. Whom is it from?
“See for yourself.”
It’s from Sheralyn; how sweet of her to send you a pretty card.
“Well, at least she loves me.”
Oh, don’t you give me that lip, young man.