Mari: So she's giving up talking and furniture.
Tony (twirling a string with a weight around): Furniture. Where's she going to sleep?
Mari: On the floor.
Tony: On the floor.
Mari: Yeah.
Tony: How Amish of her.
Mari: More like Mediterranean.
Tony (still twirling): Uhhhh.
Mari: You know, those people that sleep on the floor.
Tony: They don't sleep on the floor in the Mediterranean.
Mari: The Japanese!
Tony (still twirling): They don't sleep on the floor either.
Mari: The, the, the....
Tony: You're thinking of homeless people!
Mari: No, like the people who eat on cushions!
Tony (the twirling gets wobbly): Theeee what now?
Mari: You know! They eat on cushions!
Tony: The food is on the cushions?
Mari: Noooo (like THAT is just noodle doodle!), THEY sit on the cushions!
Tony: Where is the food?
Mari: ....I dunno
Tony: But you sai..
Mari: Moroccans!!!!
Tony (the weight hits the floor): ......I have to blog this.
