"I'm cold."
"That's because--"
"I know. Don't remind me, okay?"
"Okay. Sorry. I'm sorry."
"Don't be. Never be sorry."
"It's my fault you're cold. If you hadn't seen me you'd still be in the laundromat. I bet it was warm in there."
"It was, yeah."
"But you don't look cold."
"Because I'm not."
"Oh."
"I guess I'm still... What's the phrase I'm looking for?"
"A compulsive liar?"
"No, not that."
"Oh. Well, you are."
"That's not my point."
"Then what?"
"I guess... what I meant was I feel cold because I remember that I should be freezing to death by now."
"Not like you can."
"I know."
"Mhn."
"Does it get easier? These phantom fee