“What’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing. I snapped at my daughter before she went to work.”
“So what’s the problem?”
“What do you mean what’s the problem?”
“What’s the problem?
“Don’t you have a daughter and get scared she won’t come home after work?”
“Well, I got a daughter.”
“And?”
“You know. I got a daughter. We’ll leave it at that.”
“And?”
“C’mon, let’s get another round.”
“No, not yet.”
“O, c’mon!”
“Is her name Linda?”
“No, get the hell out of here.”
“Must be Amy. “
“No. Come on, it’s getting late.”
“Suzy. “
“No, one more.”
” Not Suzy?”
“No. Shut the hell up and get me a goddamn drink.”