Monkey: Allow me to introduce Singe de Chaussette.
DAH: Is she French?
Monkey: How should I know?
DAH: Does she talk?
Monkey: I speak for her.
DAH: How did she tell you her name?
Monkey: She's sitting right here. Use her name, please. Have a little couth.
DAH: How did Singe de Chaussette tell you her name?
Monkey: We monkeys just know these things. We have no need for words.
DAH: For someone with "no need for words" you talk rather a lot.
Monkey: And whose fault is that?
DAH: Right. Fair enough. Where did Singe come from?
Monkey: Joyce.
DAH: Excuse me?
Monkey: Joyce.
DAH: Is that a place? A place in France?
Monkey: How should I know?
DAH: Wait. You mean "Joyce," don't you? A person, our friend named Joyce. I thought you meant some French place, like "Joyeux" or something.
Monkey: Then why would I have said it with that sibilant ending? And is there really some place in France called "Joyeux?" I thought it was just something the French said before "Noel."
DAH: Forget it. I understand. Singe de Chaussette was a gift to Christine from our friend Joyce.
Monkey: Whatever.
DAH: I just didn't remember the gift having a name.
Monkey: And so you're surprised? Why be surprised that you don't know something? Just because you don't know something doesn't mean something can't be. Do you think you could or should know everything? That is so arrogant, or naive. Give me a break.
DAH: Whoa! Turn down the righteous indignation, buddy.
Monkey: OK. I forgive you.
DAH: Thanks, I guess. So, I suppose you have a name, too?
Monkey: Promise not to be surprised?
DAH: I promise.
Monkey: Well, I go by my first initial, "S."
DAH: That's it? Just "S?"
Monkey: S. Monkey.
DAH: Oh. I always call you "Monkey," and you seem cool with that.
Monkey: Just like Kevin at the theater always calls you "Hance," and you seem cool with that.
DAH: Oh. Got it.
Monkey: You're always guessing, making assumptions, and jumping to conclusions ... then building imaginary castles of conceit upon those sandy foundations.
DAH: "Always?" That's a little harsh.
Monkey: I call 'em like I see 'em.
DAH: And I think your castles-built-on-sand thing is true about most people I know.
Monkey: And I'd call that correct.
DAH: Well, fine. I've got to get back to work.
Monkey: Say good bye to Singe de Chaussette.
DAH: Good bye, Singe de Chaussette. Have fun with S. Monkey.
Singe de Chaussette:
Monkey: She says "au revoir."
DAH is me, David Anthony Hance. S.Monkey is my ... friend. DavidAnthonyHance.com
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