Articles in “Strange Conversations”

After giving Nick the condensed milk can from which to eat the scrapings, as I make rumballs:

ME: I saved the can for you.
NICK: You’re the best.
ME: I know. Also? You’ll die of a heart attack.
NICK: Stop saying that!
ME: It’s all right for me. I’ll get me a hot new man.
NICK: If you can catch him, he’s all yours.

Fifteen minutes later, he was still saying, “I don’t know what you thought was so objectionable about that comment!”

ME: Remember how we said you weren’t going to play Skyrim all day?
NICK: What will be the consequences if I do?
ME: A total cessation of all romantic entanglement.
NICK: That doesn’t sound good at all!
ME: It’ll be good for me. I can get me a hot new man.
NICK: You mean a brand new sucker.
ME: I beg your pardon?
NICK: It’s a song! I’m quoting!

ME: I need a hobby.
NICK: You have lots of hobbies.
ME: Yes, but things like knitting are no good in summer.
NICK: You’re right. Maybe Lego.
ME: Lego?
NICK: If we put it in the freezer first.
ME: What?
NICK: Cold Lego. For summer.
ME: No, what?
NICK: Well, it’s not warm! Work with me here.

ME: You’re getting your sources a bit mixed up there.
NICK: I prefer to think of it as blending.
ME: Blending?
NICK: It’s a melange.
ME: Is that what you got from your cultural-studies degree? ‘Melange‘?
NICK: No. I got that from Dune.

NICK: I’ve started dinner and done some washing up, so I might game for a bit.
ME: I bet you will.
NICK: Because I’ve been … what’s the word?
ME: Industrious?
NICK: No. A bigger word.
ME: Don’t push it.
NICK: Holy…?
ME: Don’t push it.
NICK: The word will come to me.
ME: I bet it will.
NICK: Starts will an “s”.
ME: Sacrilegious?
NICK: No!

ME: Make me coffee?
NICK: In exchange, you have to listen to me describe something really annoying that happened to me in Skyrim last night.