Sabrina: That dog’s got a mohawk. I’m following him.

Sabrina: (glumly) Yeah, I think he likes me.

(following up on a lead with no reply)

Me: I hope he’s okay…

Sabrina: You’re sweet. You’re like, “I hope he’s not dead,” meanwhile I’m like, “WHERE IS HE?!?!?!?!”

Me: (deep sigh) What will happen to me?

Sabrina: You’ll be fine. Eat your burger.

Sabrina: I mean, it’s REGINA! He has to drive to Bumfuck Nowhere 1 to Bumfuck Nowhere 2, I don’t know. I’ve never been to Saskatoon.

Me: Guys are just dumb sometimes.

Sabrina: Eh, no. Not sometimes. Always.