"Ah, nothin' darlin'! I was just funnin' around with ya. Say, there's gotta be a whole lot of gals 'round here who like to knit! Ya, ya, come to think of it, my grandma like to knit..."
"Oh, stop!"
"...and huh, well, there's my Ma's older sister, she's never been married you know so of course she tends to spend a few evening alone, knitting! See there! That's near three people, yourself included, that I know that all enjoy the great craft of knitting!"
"You're just teasing me Gary Dober! I'll bet you just wish I'd knit you a sweater or somthin'."

"You bet nothin' 'cause I aint making you a damn thing!"
"...alright, alright. Say Rita, how's about you and I gettin' outta here eh?"
"Sure, you wanna go to the deli?"
"Naw darlin', I'm talkin' about, how's about you and me packin' up that old car, headin' south 'til we hit sixty-six and take her all the way west into California?
"You're drunk Mr. Dober..."
"I am not! -well, Maybe a little - BUT listen! I'm here to tell you that there's a huge mad conglomeration of kids all headin' out that way this summer and we need to be one of them! ... er, two of them... anyways, we'll pack my old sedan. Tonight! And, and we'll start off! We can stop every couple fifty miles for a sandwich or a burger at some new unseen place and we'll buy bottles of cheap wine and we'll drive all night long, switchin' off, you and me?"
"Gary Dober you've gone loony in the head haven't ya?"
"Well, maybe I have... BUT just maybe I'm right and there's somethin' out there waitin' for us! ..like a fella in a service station who is just waitin' for you and I to pull through late one evening and entertain him with five minutes of conversation! And think about this: maybe he'll be so thrilled by his short moment with us that he'll go and have a drink with his buddies and he'll be feelin' so right in the head that he says something grand to his best pal... and, and then his pal goes home and talks sweet and makes great love to his wife... and as a result of that she finds herself at work the next day say, at a grocery store and she starts talkin' real nice to some fella and he feels good and the whole thing keeps on goin' and goin' and it's all - all of it - on account of us, you and me Rita, making a decision to split outta this town and watch through the windshield of that old car the road reel on by!...
...WHAT'YA SAY RITA?"
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