Mike: What are you doing?
Frankie: Nothing. Just getting some coffee. What are you doing in here?
Mike: I don't know. Came to see what you were doing.
Frankie: Hmm. Well, I suppose one of us should be in there.
Mike: Why? We're just talking to each other. I think we've established we don't have anything to say to each other. Besides, they won't even know we're gone.
Frankie: Well, should we go back there and try to get in the mix?
Mike: Seems like a lot of work. Let's just take our foot off the pedal and coast to the grave.