FIRST AND SECOND

The voices are behind as I sit on a bench in Broadmead between Foot Locker and M and S.
‘E’s clever isn’t ‘e?’ said the first man.
‘Cleverer than what you are,’ said the second man.
‘What you say?’
‘“More clever’n you,” I said.’
‘Yeh, you’re right,’ said First, ‘...no really, I like animals and most of them are clever’n us, don’t you think?’.
‘Yeh, I suppose...’
‘Let’s face it mate, most humans on this earth are like a virus.’
‘Oh,’ said Second.
‘Yeh, I’m only twenty-seven but I know something about something,’ said First.
‘Oh,’ said Second.