Jack: Oh, hey. Sorry. I didn’t see you.
Helen: That’s ok. Whatcha doing?
Jack: Just looking at the sky.
Helen: Is your TV broken?
Jack: No. Why?
Helen: No reason. Mind if I sit?
Jack: Of course. But there’s a very important rule you must follow.
Helen: What’s that?
Jack: No talking.
Helen: Why not?
Jack: Shh. No talking.
Helen: Right. Ay ay, captain.
Jack: Do you see that?
Helen: I thought you said no talking.
Jack: I changed my mind. See it?
Jack: Right there. It looks like a . . . a lion holding an ice cream cone.
Helen: Have you been smoking something?
Jack: No, seriously, look at it. It totally looks like a lion. Or maybe a flying couch.
Helen: Oh, sure. Yeah, I see that.
Jack: What about over there? Do you see that one?
Helen: Uh, yeah. It’s a really cool . . . cloud?
Jack: It’s not JUST a cloud.
Helen: You’re right. It’s billions of water particles holding hands.
Jack: Ah, Helen. So young, so cynical.
Helen: I do what I can.
Jack: Very nice. Are you sure you’re looking?
Helen: I’m staring at the same sky you are.
Jack: I guess so.
Helen: What’s that supposed to mean?
Jack: Well, you’re just seeing clouds up there.
Helen: Jack? They ARE just clouds.
Jack: No, no, no. They’re not just clouds.
Helen: Well, if they’re not clouds then what the hell are they?
Jack: Whatever you want them to be.
Helen: Fine. I see a cloud.
Jack: No. See that one over there? It looks like a fish wearing a top hat.
Helen: I don’t see it.
Jack: There. Right over by the—
Helen: I said I don’t see it.
Jack: Oh. Ok.
Helen: I’m sorry.
Jack: You don’t have to apologize.
Helen: Well, what do you want me to say?
Jack: Nothing. It’s just . . .
Jack: You used to see them. You know. The clouds.