Woman: Oh, man. What happened here?
Man: What’s wrong?
Woman: Someone ran a pen through the dryer, and now all of my clothes AND the dryer are a real mess.
Man: Ugh. Wow. Tha . . . That’s rough. Well, I have to go. [What?] I’m . . . I . . . I’m playing tennis with Jacob [No!] in a few minutes.
Woman: No way! Wait, wait. What about the mess?
Man: Well, uh, what clothes did you have in there?
Woman: I had two of my . . .
Man: They weren’t mine?! Uh . . .
Woman: Listen. I had two of my new shirts, a pair of shorts, and some running socks, and one of your work shirts.
Man: No way!
Woman: And from the looks of the pen stain, you are the one who probably left a pen in your pocket from work.
Man: Oooh. Uh . . .
Woman: Yeah.
Man: How do you know?
Woman: Look. Here’s the pen, and it has your company logo on it.
Man: Oh. Uh . . .
Woman: So, look, here. Here’s your phone.
Man: My phone? For what?
Woman: Call your friends and tell them you’re going to be late. And try using this hairspray. It’ll help get the ink stains out of the dryer.
Man: Oohhh. Well, yeah, I guess it was my fault. Um, how about if I take you to buy some new clothes after I get back?
Woman: Okay. I . . . I’d appreciate that, but please, be more careful next time.
Man: Okay. Sorry.
Woman: Love ya.