Bus XLIII

Louisa: How come you’re doing homework on here?

Jack: It's my mum's birthday meal tonight, so I won’t have time later

Louisa: Fair enough. What is it?

Jack: Physics

Louisa: Oh, can I copy?

Jack: Sure

Louisa: Fuck, I haven’t got mine with me. I’ll just look at yours and memorise it.

Jack: Yes, that’s bound to end well

Louisa: What’s that mean? Quick, give us a look before I have to get off.

Jack: Remember that time you dropped my mum’s shopping list down a drain cos you swore you had it memorised? It took a week to eat all that cabbage.

Louisa: So these are planets, right? What’s that small one?

Jack: Mercury. It’s small, moves very quickly, looks a bit fuzzy to the naked eye.

Louisa: Sounds like Scott. What’s the one next to it?

Jack: That’s Venus, the brightest one. Looks kinda beautiful when you see it...

Louisa: Sounds like me. I'd better go. Fax me the rest.

Jack: Fax you?

Louisa: You know what I mean! E-mail.

Exit Louisa

Jack: ...but deadly up close