It's a very nice day. MAN LOOKS AT HER STRANGELY. Erm, i suppose. I hope it's like this on my birthday. It's my birthday tomorrow, you know. Oh. That's nice. D'wanna guess how old I'm turning? I don't know. How old? No, you have to guess! Are you turning...4? No! Do I look 4? I'm not a little kid anymore. Oh, did I say that? I meant 10. Well, I'm not turning 10 either. I'm going to be 7! So you're 6 at the moment? No, I'm 6-and-a-half! Oh, I almost forgot! My name is Amanda Philippa Kurt, and how old are you? JUMPS UP ON SEAT. CHUCKLES. I'd rather not say. PUZZLED. Why not? Well...CLEARS THOAT. Old people don't like to listen to how old they are. Old people are strange. I'd love to be older. You can drive, and have a boyfriend, and you don't have to eat your sprouts, and there's no more nagging, and you can do whatever you like. It's not really like that, you know. POUTING. Fine, then. What's it like? It's like getting up every morning and self-consciously looking at yourself in the mirror, to see if you've got more hair, and less wrinkles, but you never do. And you have to work all day, and sometimes all night, too! And the only thing that makes you happy is a coffee and and ONE BLOOMING INCH OF CARTOONS IN THE DAILY PAPER! Oh. That's...not what I thought it would be. Well, it all happens when you get to my age. What is your age? 48. 48!?! Yes. Not even 48-and-a-half? I AM 48-and-a-half, I just don't like to say it. But that's not too bad! Look at it this way; you could be 100! That's a good point, but I still can't stand having all this work and all these...wrinkles. Wow. SILENCE. M-Maybe I'll hold off being a grown-up until a few more decades. Yes. Try to be a kid for as long as you can, so you won't end up and old dinosaur like me! Deal! Deal.