An Interlude

Scene: Zara's bedroom
Mr. Scheme: *SLAM SLAM* "Wake up Zara, let's go to a cafe!"
Zara: "murble murble ok"
(Zara showers, gets dressed)
Zara: "OK, so are we going"
Mr. Scheme: "Uh it's kinda cold I don't think we should go"
Zara: "Uh you woke me up for it and everything"
Mr. Scheme: "OK we'll be going then"
(Mr. Scheme plays acoustic guitar loudly for 30 minutes)
Zara: "Well?"
Mr. Scheme: "Oh, we need to make lunch, we shouldn't go. Go look for a chicken recipe. One with white sauce."
Zara: "..."

Also, thanks to Mr. Scheme, I've listened to more Brazilian music in the last three days than in the entire month before it. Fun times.