Amy: We've got no coffee. I really need a coffee before I go to my interview tomorrow morning and I won't have time to get any.
Isaac:
Amy: Oh, the weather is awful. I can't send you out to get coffee. It wouldn't be fair. I can get it myself.
Isaac, who had very little sleep last night, silently sighs with relief in bed.
Later
Amy, sounding unhappy: I don't think I've got time to get coffee from the shop before I go. I'll get coffee in town.
Isaac: Are you sure? I can still get coffee from the shop.
Amy, sounding non-committal: Well, getting coffee just before the interview is really too late.
Later
Amy: It's nearly ten to eight.
Isaac thinks: Hmm. That sounds like a reminder to get up and get the coffee. It sounds like that is the currently expected plan.
Amy: I'm not going to have a shower because I don't want to wash my hair and I can't have a shower without washing my hair.
Isaac thinks: Surely you have time to get the coffee yourself then.
but Isaac says (and afterwards will struggle to understand why): I showered without washing my hair when I had long hair. I went six months without washing my hair.
Amy, sarcastically while leaving the room: Great. Thanks.
Isaac thinks about his anger and frustration for a couple of minutes, thenn gets up, gets dressed and leaves to get a pack of coffee. He comes back, turns the kettle on and leaves the pack of coffee by it.
Isaac, on his way back to bed: The kettle's on.
Amy: Thanks. Are you going back to bed?
Isaac: Yeah.
Later
Isaac has a pillow over his head to blot out some of the light and radio noise while Amy continues to get ready.
Amy: Okay, I'm going now. Bye.
Isaac, waving hand: Bye.
Amy, sounding annoyed: Well aren't you going to wish me luck?
Isaac, possibly raising hand again: Good luck.
