[the phone in the smaller skeletons pocket dings. he takes it our, unwraps it and inspects the message]

what’s this?

[the taller skeleton leans over to inspect see the phone]

I Think It’s The Voices.

and since you turned it off this is the only way t can still talk to us.

[he stretches]

well, at least we won’t look crazy talking to thin air.

[he pokes at the message]

im not seeing any way to respond to it…?

We Might Not Need To

what do you mean?

Well, It’s Not Like They’re Natural. They Might Be Able To See And Hear Us, But Not Speak Without The Circumstances Provided By The Event.

i can buy that…

[theres a silence for a moment]

so if you’re right…. then we do have to talk to empty air to respond?

Yes, However If We Do Decide To Respond To This Method Then We Can Hide By Phrasing It As If We Were Talking To Eachother.

ok then…

{he checks the message again]

so. trous, what do you want to do now?

Hmmm… Honestly, Let’s Go To G’s, I Could Use Some Of His Food. And By The Time We Get Back Our Stuff Should Be Cooled. What Do You Think Van?

[Van looks mildly surprised]

wow. lotta firsts today. you wanted to wait to clean something up, and now you want to go to “that grease pit” are you sure your still my brother?

[Trous rolls his eyes]

Yes, Van, I Am Still Your Brother.

[The pair turn to start walking through the snow, past the libarby towards a building marked only by an off-center G]

And Honestly, I Wouldn’t Disapprove Of It So Much If You Didn’t Go Practically Everyday.

[Trous shoots Van a look, he only shrugs]

whatever. I’m always up for some gr- g’s