"Why do you put yourself through this every time?"

"What?"

"What!? You know what!"

"Yeah, I know."

"The longer you mess with it the harder it'll be."

"I know, I know!"

"Want me to give you a hand?"

"I don't know. I mean..."

"Your procrastinating."

"Am not!"

"Yes, you are!"

"It's not something that I'm looking forward to, never did."

"Well...."

"Don't say it, Roy. Just don't say it."

"Hey, I'm not gonna say a word."

"But you want to."

"Johnny..."

"You're smirking, Roy. Smirkin!"

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry."

"Sure you are."

"Come on..."

"I'm sorry, Roy."

"Hey, I know. Don't worry about it. Now...."

"Now what?"

"Are you finished procrastinating?"

"I AM NOT PROCRASTINATING!"

"Uh huh."

"Uh huh, he says. You just don't....OW...Roy!"

"Now that wasn't so bad, was it?"

"Man, I *can not* believe you did that!"

"Oh, yeah right. Like you didn't know it was coming."

"I..."

"Can it, Junior. I've got your number."

"My number?"

"Yep! You think you tricked me, but in actuality I knew exactly what you were up to."

"I...I wasn't trying..."

"Keep telling yourself that and maybe you'll believe it someday."

"Roy..."

"All you had to do was ask. You know I'd take care of it."

"I know. It's just hard."

"I know. Just do us both a favor next time."

"What?"

"Ask. You know I won't make you suffer. I'll do it quickly."

"Yeah, I know. I just think it's knowing there's gonna be some pain that has me..."

"Procrastinating?"

"Roy...."

"Okay, sorry. But next time just ask. I'll rip that Band-aid off and....Uh, Johnny, you okay?"

"Did you have to say rip? Man!"

"Sorry."

"It's ok."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Hey, Johnny?"

"Hmmm"

"You ever thought about playing the stock market?"

"Stock market?"

"Sure."

"No, why?"

"Well with the way you go through Band-aids, I'd say that would be a sound investment. You alone increase their profit margin at a rate of...."

"You know, you're about as funny as Chet, Roy!"