Garage//voice//action

[synanthrope]

[There's the sound of metal on metal, and then an odd clicking, like heels on cement. The singing is low and soft, like she doesn't want to be heard]

The itsy-bitsy spider went up the water spout,
Down came the rain and washed the spider out,
Up came the sun and dried up all the rain,
And the itsy-bitsy spider went up the spout again.

[There's a pause, and a breath.]

The itsy-bitsy spider went up the water spout,
Down came the rain and washed the spider out...

[Her voice is technically very nice, but there's an odd flatness about it.]

Comments

[adamantined]

Why are you so curious?

[synanthrope]

Because I am.

1/2

[adamantined]

That's not a reason.

[adamantined]

You were the one who sent me shoes a few months ago, weren't you?

[synanthrope]

What makes you think that?

[adamantined]

No one else that I don't really know has taken that much interest.

[synanthrope]

I hope you're not assuming it's about you.

[adamantined]

I'm not that stupid.

They are great shoes, though.

[synanthrope]

Yes, they are. I hope you're enjoying them.

[adamantined]

I am. You've got really good taste.

[synanthrope]

Yes, I do.