TV Caesar, Mighty Mouse
"Hell-ooooo?" "Heellll-ooohhh?" "... Yes?" "You almost home?" "Uh, yeah. Uh, sort of. Not really." "'S'about to start pourin'." "Is it?" "It looks like it. It's all cloudy and ominous-looking. You want me to come get you?" "No I think it's fine. It's kind of windy but not raining yet." "You sure?" "Yeah. I'll uh, I'll be fine. I'll call you if you should come get me or something." "OK." "Alllrriiiiight?" "ALRRIIIGGHT?" "OK, bye." Cut to two or three minutes later as I'm checking out my item at a darling little record/CD store in Manayunk, and the cashier all but begs me to put my shabby record in a plastic bag because he can see out the window behind me and he's noticed that it has just started pouring. In that case… Cut to like ten minutes prior when I arrive inside the record/CD store, after d