Jim yells, Roadtrip! and Vera gets up and he says, Psych! and then he says, I just want a burger bad, and she throws him the car keys. Hard.

He stops kissing her. You have no lips, he tells her. And she laughs. What I want to tell you almost rhymes, she says. Later on, he gets it.

He says, She is the apple of my eye, and the conversation and drinking stop and don’t start up again until he leaves the bar. And goes home.

There was some disagreement over how small a town would have to be before the world felt lonely. Next thing you know the fedoras are flying

There is a smelly person on the train. But not obviously smelly. And Jones has had a bad day. Who smells? he asks loudly. His day gets worse