Hey it is ninety degrees, okey?

< / Pepe the King Prawn >

(Outdoors, late afternoon. Front porch of New England colonial. islandofzilan walks to front door.)

islandofzilan:
Hey.

Me:
Oh hey. I'll be right there.

(Footsteps, receding.)
(Pause.)
(Footsteps, approaching.)
(Front door opens.)

Me:
You caught me taking pictures of my bicycle parts. In my underwear.

Islandofzilan:
We all need hobbies, I guess.