JASPER- “Daryl!?? “
Walking in the neighborhood, you just never know who you might run into...
DARYL- “Uh, yeah that’s me. Who are you?”
JASPER- “Seriously, Daryl, you don’t...
DARYL-OMG!! Jasper!!? You looks so...”
JASPER- “What, straight?”
DARYL- “I was going to say, different.”
JASPER- Well, that too I suppose, I heard you and Tat bought a house here in town and were moving back to Newcrest.
DARYL- “Yeah, just moved in a few weeks ago.”
DARYL- “So who is the little guy over there raking your leaves? I may need to hire him to do mine!”
JASPER- “That is my son, Daryl. His name is Amos He will be 8 in a few weeks.”
DARYL- “An 8 Year-old son!!? It’s been that long?
JASPER- “Yep, it sure has. Time flies. I have a 15-year-old stepdaughter inside. You should come in and meet her and my wife, Rylie.”
DARYL- “I’d love to, but Tat is making dinner, so I need to head back to the house, but maybe we can go out for drinks some evening and catch up?”
JASPER- “Good to see you Daryl, and I will be looking forward to hearing from you. I am at the same number. Any evening is good.”
DARYL- “So good to see you Jas, and I will call you, soon!”
