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...do people actually BUY this shit?

Frequently, or so I understand. There's a booming business in parting people from their money, offering items they don't need at two in the morning, paid with a credit card they're close to maxing out.

I suppose there always will be.

... Why are you watching the Home Shopping Network?

...I might not have finished high school, but I'm still pretty sure their math is wrong somewhere. That really doesn't look like it should add up.

[Don't mind him, distracted by shiny that's probably much cheaper than what they're selling it for.]

It's late and I've got a full case of Amp?

[No Barton that is not a reason.]

It doesn't add up. Everyone knows this and no one seems to care.

And the items are not always as glorious as promised once received.

[He sighs.]

I think your reasoning is a tad flimsy. Try again?

Of course they aren't. These guys are snake oil salesmen. If they were actually worth what they're asking they wouldn't be making money.

[A beat for consideration, then:]

I just got in and there's nothing better on?

[Eh, closer to truth.]

...I may have bought some stuff from there. Not going to lie.

You're either well-versed in a certain period of history or you're old enough to remember such salesmen. Interesting.

And you keep late hours. So do I, but I tend not to switch on the telly.

[A snort and an amused smirk.]

You serious? Like what?

That make it yourself sofa kit. The soda is actually pretty horrible. And the make your own ice cream at home.

And the full set of the state quarters. I have no idea why I bought that. Apparently my wallet and I should be separated after two am.

[He shrugs.]

Or I know the phrase and figured it was appropriate. I've seen the Wizard of Oz? If that counts.

Any particular reason you're getting close to an actual interrogation?

[Yeah. He'd be okay with all the questions if the didn't sound so much like he was trying to get something out of him. Granted, he's being evasive, but evidently that's not an issue.]

Kidding? You should see half the shit McCoy buys at this hour. [Thinks about changing the channel, but ugh too much work and bird boy's being lazy.]

Duly noted, I'll be sure to relieve you of it if it comes to it.

Someone needs to have his late night television privileges revoked.

PLease do. I don't think my bank account can handle any more of those stupid buys.

Yeah, usually not a good idea, we did that once and found the books in the library stacked in alphabetical order and print date.

Best to just let him be when he's in the mood to watch TV.

Ah, the Wizard of Oz. I know that reference.

[He smiles.]

Interrogation? Hardly. If this was an interrogation, you'd recognize the difference.

You asked a question and I've engaged you in conversation about it. People are interesting, don't you think?

I hear sometimes old retired ladies call these places because they get lonely... Kinda sad.

You do this every time; if you're going to complain about the products, then maybe you should stop watching this channel?

...that is sad. That's what grankids are for. They're supposed to spoil them, not...call channels with used car salesmen hawking crap that only want to rip them off.

It's like a car wreck. I can't stop.

[He'll just be thrusting the remote at you now, Tasha, please take it. He's not watching where he's poking it though. There's THINGS on.]

Here. You change it. I can't.

Well somebody's gotta do it, I guess...? Better him than me.

Maybe get out a restraining order or something.

[That...Clint. What?]

I'd hope so. I tend to question people who don't, honestly.

I like television. It's soothing. Don't know about you, but it puts me to sleep most nights. Especially this crap.

[Gesturing at the TV, where some over-caffeinated woman is trying to sell some...stuffed thing. Care Bears, maybe, he's not paying a whole lot of attention.]

[And her boobs, they are just...THERE. So, he pokes those. She rolls her eyes, snatches it from him, and begins to flip.]

You know I hate television. I'd rather shut this off and hit the range. Or read.

I know. Don't like folks who take advantage of people like that. Bothers me something fierce.

[ Her mouth twists and she just frowns very seriously. ]

It would have to be a very deep cave to not know that story, I suppose.

The telly irks me more tahn it puts me to sleep. I'd rather pop in a DVD and watch a favourite.

[He squints at the screen.]

Are those plushy bears? With tattoos?

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