OH DEAR

Broadmead. Western Arm.
Couple, sat at the table next to me, outside cafe, drinking coffee.

Man: We’ve got to get the bus.
Woman: Where from?
Man: Over there somewhere.
Woman: Oh right...and what time we need to catch it?
Man: Not sure...soon anyway.
Woman: In other words, you don’t know what you’re talking about.

Silence.

Woman: Oh dear, oh dear.
Man: Very nice coffee.
Woman: I’ve finished mine.
Man: I’ll take the tray back, then.
Woman: Thank you dear, thank you.