(A is sitting at his desk. There’s 25 minutes before the lecture begins, so the room is mostly empty. I walks in)

I:

A. I found a monster. A monster, I tell you.

(I shows A an old picture of herself at her cousin’s graduation. A looks, pleasantly surprised)

I:

Why. This is not allowed. This is a crime.

(A smiles brightly)

A:

You look so young, but like a fully grown aunty at the same time. How do you do it? How do you pull that off? Tell us your secret.

(Rest)

I:

Being fat, duh. You know this already.

(I is completely stone-faced. A rests his face in his hand)