A: You are so offensive that it makes my skin crawl.
C: You know, I thought I was being nice here.
A: That's no excuse!
C: All I did was ask your boyfriend's name!
A: She's not my BOYfriend! How could you assume that!
B: I'm a woman!
C: Yes, you keep saying that, but...
A: Oh here we go.
C: He's a six and a half foot tall guy who looks like a bouncer.
A: SHE is wearing a DRESS.
C: I don't care if he's...
C: ..wearing a fucking ballgown and glass slippers, he's a big hulking guy who, might I add, quite clearly still's packing heat.
B: I just haven't completed my transition. I have a woman -inside- of me.
C: What, did you eat one?
A & B in unison: How DARE you.
C: Ugh, it's too early for this shit. And what does it mean that you have a woman inside of you anyway? Seriously, what does that cash out to?
B: I'm more like a woman than a man.
C: Aside from the fact that you look like a man and also have a dick?
A: Let's go, there's no use talking to someone so ignorant.
C: I'm ignorant? Well then teach me. Explain that woman-inside-me thing.
B: I'm more like a woman than a man!
C: Okay. How?
B: I'm sensitive.
C: So are poets.
B: I'm delicate.
C: That doesn't sound particularly...
B: I'm caring, and trusting, and gentle.
A: She KNOWS what she is.
B: And I'm bad at math.
C: ...Heh, what?
B: Terrible at it. My worst subject in school. Numbers and abstract thought gives me a headache.
C: ...Go on.
B: I'm bad with engineering. Machines more complicated than iPhones frustrate me.
A: That's not..
B: I'm petty and I hold grudges, but I'm passive aggressive. I gossip. When I'm called out for doing anything wrong, I cry and beg other people to help me.
A: WHAT ARE YOU SAYING.
C: Hold on, B's making a pretty good argument here!
A: WOMEN AREN'T LIKE THAT. THAT IS A MISOGYNISTIC HETERONORMATIVE...
C: I don't know, I've got a woman right here testifying otherwise.
B: It's not pretty, but it's true.
A: Well, *I* am a woman, and *I* don't think ANY of this is true.
C: ..How do I know you're a woman?
C: B feels like a woman. Women are real different from men, enough that uh... 'she' knows there's a woman inside and all that. Do you?
A: NO. There's... it's not like you can just BE a woman and... ...
C: Still waiting here.
A: Of course I'm a woman, just LOOK at me, I'm...
B: *glares threateningly*
C: Heh, I'm gonna let you and the girl sort this out.
A and B: Which one of us is the...
C: I'll wait for you to tell me that.