Robert: Can you keep it away from me please?
Robert: Oh it’s a she, sorry about that…
Alex: Can’t you see her breasts?
Robert: Oh those. I’m not a dog person
Alex: Is this the reason you’re here?
Robert: What? No it doesn’t make any sense
Alex: Well, you keep torturing your hands since we have started talking.
Robert: What’s that to do with the fact that I don’t like dogs?
Alex: Maybe a lack of confidence. Just a feeling though.
Robert: I am… I… Are you some kind of psychologist or therapist?
Alex: Hell no.
Robert: Then why are you here?
Alex: My mum, she has a series of OCD’s and I get to drive her to these meetings.
Robert: So you’re not here for you
Alex: No. What’s your name again?
Robert: I’m Bobby
Alex: Right. I’m Alex
Robert: Yeah, I know.
Alex: So Bobby, Robert. Why do you go by a kids’ name?
Alex: Hold on
(answers a phone call)
I have to go. Nice to meet you Robert
Robert: Nice to m-
Alex: Mom we need to go.