Alice: You are late. How was your day?
Bob: Sorry honey, I had to wait for t = infinity, it took forever.
Alice: Thanks for asking, my day was perfect, I was thrown into the black hole three times.
Bob: At least you get to see something, you never tell me...
Alice: You know I can't.
Bob: What am I supposed to wear?
Alice: I took out the black suit and the shirt, it's in the bedroom.
Bob: I really hope they get this information loss stuff sorted out at some point, it's terribly annoying.
Alice: I hear we'll be back to Special Relativity next week.
Bob: Oh, really? The simultaneity again? How long will it take until they've understood it!
Alice: No, something about the clicks of the Unruh detector.
Bob: Humm. Am I supposed to wear a tie?
Alice: Well, I think the family would appreciate if you'd show some respect for my ex.
Bob: Oh no. Did they send more packages?
Alice: Oh yes. Seems you got the dead one, I left it downstairs.
Bob: Doesn't it ever cross their mind that disposing all these dead cats isn't so easy? The neighbors already talk, I heard them last week...
Alice: You can't wear sneakers to a funeral.
Bob: Well, he doesn't care any longer, does he?
Alice: Do me the favor, it's a tragic story and I don't want anybody to think we're not serious.
Bob: Tragic? Well, he shouldn't have shot his grandfather!
Alice: We don't even know that. Do we really have to go through this again?
Bob: Well, if we'd know whether he made it to the other side of the wormhole, you must know...
Alice: You know I can't tell you!
Bob: Yah yah! Cosmic cencorship! But it's unproved!
Alice: Well, one never knows, I don't want to cause us problems. Don't you see I'm just doing this for us!
Bob: Anyway. Will Fido be there?
Alice: Don't think so. Last time we talked he had a problem with a Kerr-Newman black hole.
Bob: Good, good. Let's go. I really think we could need a vacation.
Alice: We could ask for a different branch of the multiverse tomorrow.