Anyhoo. Without further ado:
Ni: What's that?
Con: It's a Magic 8 Ball... what's it look like?
Ni: Why are you staring at it?
Con: Because it keeps giving me the same message and I don't believe it...
Ni: *gigglesnorts* Your Magic Ball isn't trustworthy? Who would've thought...
Con: Hey, don't knock it. *grinning a bit* People've been askin' the Magic 8 Ball more questions for more years than anyone's ever asked you for advice...
Ni: Pfft. Whatever... so what are you asking it?
Con: I've been asking it if everything's okay... *shakes the ball and turns it up*
Con: "Outlook Good" ... again.
Ni: Well, that's good, right?
Con: *staring at the ball still* Ya... I guess.
Ni: You're just obsessing... *shaking her head and rolling her eyes a little* You do that... you obsess.
Ni: Should try to relax...
Con: What, I should read porn? *chuckling as he teases*
Ni: *blushing brightly, spluttering* It-- It's not p-porn!
Con: Yaaaa... right.
Ni: *sighing and closing her book* I'm just saying you should relax... You stress too much. You'll get wrinkles and look old. Hehe...
Con: Maybe you're right... Maybe everything is okay...
Halla: *talking to Doyle* So then she asks me where to find the zombie survival horror section--
Doyle: Uh-huh... *pretending interest*
Halla: So that's perfect, right? She's totally hitting on me by this point... Wasn't she?
Doyle: *ears flushing, flustered* I don't know! Why are you asking me these things? I don't give girl advice! *turning to Con, pleading* Coooonnor, can we pleeeease get out of here?! Are you done obsessing, yet?!
lol. Okay, so that was silly... but a little silliness is good, right? ^^;