Lill: *Grumble, mumble*
Jill: I see we’re in a good mood this morning.
Lill: *Grumble* Rough sleep, bad dreams…
Jill: Was it Dick Clark’s ghost shouting at you to stop impersonating Peggy Lee again?
Lill: No – I was old…like Polident commercials old…and alone.
Jill: Where was I?
Lill: Still with Alfie, surrounded by grandbabies.
Jill: *Wistful sigh* Oh that’s lovely…erm…rather…well it was just a dream.
Lill: *Sob* It was TERRIBLE Jillian – I ended up alone and crazy like that lady across the street who walks her cat!
Jill: There, there – you know that’s never going to happen Lill.
Lill: *Sniff* Really – how do you know?
Jill: You hate cats.