Then sometimes the conversation takes a turn I didn't even suspect, and it seems almost to write itself, such as the scene below from Dylan's Song. Dylan Maguire answers a Skype call from Sam:
Dylan's cell phone rang and he reached for it, his brows furrowing. “It’s Sam on
Skype.” He answered the call. “Aye?”
“Dylan,
it’s Sam.”
“Aye,
I know it’s Sam ‘cause I’m lookin’ at your face.”
“Whatever.
Look, we’ve got a little situation.”
“Are
you in the fish house?” Dylan asked, peering closely at the screen.
“Yeah.
Everything’s fine. Look—”
“Is
that a cat I see in the fish house?”
Sam
frowned. “So what if it is?”
“Cats
eat fish.”
“Not
my cat. My cat does not eat fish.”
“What
did you feed ‘er for breakfast?”
“Tuna,
if it’s any of your business.”
“Tuna
is a fish.”
“Well,
it doesn’t look like these fish.”
“Does
your cat know that?”