Isaac: Can you keep it down in there? I’m trying to write a song.
Brittany : You are? What kind of song?
Isaac: It’s none of your business.
Brittany: Come on. Tell me.
Isaac: It’s for Melanie.
Brittany: Oh, it’s a love song. That’s so romantic. Are you going to serenade her?
Isaac: Maybe. Now leave me alone so I can write.
Brittany: Don’t kick me out. Maybe I can help. Let me hear what you have so far.
Isaac: Oh, all right. Here are the lyrics. There’re pretty rough. Can you think of something that rhymes with flower?
Brittany: Hmm...let me see. They’re not bad, not too sappy. Let’s hear the melody...That’s nice. The chorus is catchy. Are you going to sing it a cappella?
Isaac: I was going to ask Jimmy to play the guitar to accompany me, so I can make arecording of it.
Brittany: Let me do it. I can play the guitar.
Isaac: No way. You won’t take it seriously.
Brittany: I will. I promise. I’ll make little kissing noises in the background and it’ll move her to tears.
Isaac: Forget it! What was I thinking telling you about it?!