It can be really, really hard talking to my friend Darryl:

Darryl: So I just got back from rockclimbing. Anyway, I met this girl there that I've been talking to for the past couple of weeks. I think she likes me. I mean, I have a really strong suspicion. If you know what I mean.
Harvey: Sounds promising.
Darryl: We've been talking a lot actually. I mean, I even met up with her a few times, outside of rockclimbing. My guess is that she has a serious boner pointed straight in my direction.
Harvey: That's great. Do you have a lot in common?
Darryl: Well, yeah. We went to high school together.
Harvey: OK... well, then you really didn't meet her at rockclimbing.
Darryl: What do you mean? I meet her there all the time.
Harvey: Right, but not for the first time.
Darryl: Who said I met her for the first time?
Harvey: It's just—nevermind. Tell me more about this girl.
Darryl: I don't know if I want to talk about it. I think I might stop seeing her.
Harvey: So... you don't want to talk about this subject that you brought up out of nowhere? I mean that's fine, it's just that—
Darryl: See the thing is, we used to hang out all the time. I remember the first time I saw her in the ninth grade, in Mrs. Brown's history class—
Harvey: Please, please don't tell me the full story of how you know this girl. Why don't you want to keep seeing her, now?
Darryl: Well, I'm not sure. I mean it kind of goes back to third period lunch. They used to have chicken burgers and fries—
Harvey: Darryl...
Darryl: Jesus tittyfucking Christ! How am I supposed to explain the story?
Harvey: Fine.
Darryl: On Wednesdays and she would always—
Harvey: Wait, what's on Wednesdays?
Darryl: The chicken fingers and fries.
Harvey: You just picked up midsentence after I interrupted you like that?
Darryl: Yeah. So?
Harvey: Just keep going.
Darryl: Order the chicken burger and let me have the fries because—
Harvey: (muttered) For fucks sake.
Darryl: What's that?
Harvey: Nothing, Darryl. Nothing at all.
Darryl: She was allergic to potatoes. She wasn't always allergic actually but started to develop the allergy once she moved to Toronto. She has kind of a sunken in face too. Her chin sticks out, and her face is shmushed in. Not sure I like it.
Harvey: And?
Darryl: What. That's it.
Harvey: 
Darryl:
Harvey: Is that the reason you want to stop seeing her?
Darryl: Yeah. Jesus, dude, haven't you been paying attention?
Harvey: I gotta go.