Josh sits back at the window-seat. He presses Play on the recorder.
“It’s the Tommy and Johnny show. And today’s caller is … Doctor Taylor.”
Josh laughs at this.
“Hello Doctor Taylor, how are you today?” a dull voice asks, without interest.
“I am not very well. I think I am a horse,” a strange screechy voice says.”
“Maybe you’re not a horse, maybe you’re a giant dinosaur” says ‘Tommy’ the show host.
“eeeeh, ooooh … f*ck you,” the creepy voice says.
“Whoa, we might have to censor that,” says Tommy. “That sounded offensive Doctor Taylor.” The caller gets cut off.
“Alright, we have our tenth caller,” says show-host ‘Tommy’.
Josh gets bored and switches the tape off. He pulls out the cassette and puts it in its clear case. He opens another case, pulls out the new tape, and places it in the player. Click. Josh seems to have sunk quite a few cans and hasn’t been aware of the time passing. He takes a swig from can number five, to finish it off, and then presses Play.
