vbg: So you're going to the insurance office, and then out to dinner with my dad?
MB: No, we rescheduled. We're going on Saturday instead.
vbg: Wait, you're going on Saturday? Can I come?
MB: It's for my birthday. I'm not sure you're invited.
vbg: Hey! That's not fair.
MB: Besides you're not available, anyway.
vbg: Yes, I am! Wait, no I'm not. I have a work thing. Dammit.
MB: Oh, and Mr. Muskrat might be taking me out for dinner tonight.
vbg: Wait, what? You get to go out to dinner tonight AND Saturday?
MB: I'm not paying.
vbg: Still, how come you get to go out for dinner, TWICE, and I don't?
MB: I dunno. Maybe you need to get better friends.
vbg: I...damn. Nice one, honey.