Oh hi Wall! It's about time we finally met. * What's that? * Oh this? This is just the snot and tear laden tissue pile I have accumulated on my desk. I'm thinking that I might just start collecting them or something or just buying some stock in Kleenex. * Oh, is that right? I have mascara running down my face? Thanks for telling me. I wouldn't want to provide even more evidence that I am crying at my desk. * Yeah, I know we have been meaning to get together for a while. * No, I'm not so sure why we didn't just get together over the weekend where we could partake in copius amounts of alcohol. * You're right. This is much better for the self esteem. You know, being brought down and extra peg or two while I suffer in public. * No no no. I don't enjoy actually admitting I am a big old baby and can't keep my emotions in check all the time. * You're right. This was pretty predictable. I always seem to manage to make an ass of myself at the most inappropriate time. * Yes, it was nice seeing you too. * Oh no, we will have another rendezvous tonight. But if you don't mind, I think I am going to step away for a couple more hours. * No, no offense taken. I understand that I don't really have much choice in the matter. I would just like to keep a small part of my dignity intact. * Yes, I imagine we will have many encounters over the next couple months, but if you don't mind, I would like to keep them to a minimum or at least a lot more private. * Oh yes, I will. See you later.