24--6pm

Chloe, it's me, Jack"

"What's going on, Jack?"

"I actually have quite a bit of time to talk right now, Chloe"

"Jack, please, there isn't much time at all. The Canine American Terrorists are going to strike at any minute..."

"Oh fiddle faddle. We never get to talk any more, Chloe. Tell, me, whatcha thinkin?"

"What am I thinking? For the love of God, Jack, we have to find the dirty bombs the CAT left before it's too late"

"Chloe? Do you prefer grapefruit sugar body buffer exfoliater, or refreshing winter green exfoliating cleanser?"

"Whu?"

"Chloe, look what I can do with my leg...isn't that a scream? And look at my fingers, I can do a wicked impression of a spider"

"I'm begging you, Jack, get back to work"

"Itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout..."

To be continued...

5pm