Discourse

"'Tis cold."
"'Tis."
"Why must we wait for her? She shan't come."
"She shall."
"How much will you wager?"
"Nothing."
"How so?"
"My love is pure, no money could I accept from you."
"How noble, yet I'm the one paying"
"Shush, she's here."
"Why are you talking to yourself dear?"