Me:
You're definitely going to get my damn shirt. Lemme know when it comes! Probably not til Nov.
Danforth:
Gosh! A kingly gift! Thank you!
Me:
No! It's my shirt! DAMN YOU - IT'S MY SHIRT! You better not wear my shirt. (PAUSE) Great. Now I feel like a jerk because I'm not letting you have my shirt.
Danforth:
OH! I get it -- wrong address. Okey doke. (PAUSE) I was confused. Be a shirt-wearing jerk. See if I care.
Me:
I'll buy you another shirt. That's a shirt for a girl anyway. YOU WOULDN'T LIKE IT. (PAUSE) I have to buy you something to relieve my guilt now.
