Dear John2010/I

John Tyree:
You're starting to make me a little nervous.

Savannah Curtis:
Why am I starting to make you nervous?

John Tyree:
Because I'm starting to think you might be too good of a person for me.

Savannah Curtis:
Oh. No, I'm not that good of a person.

John Tyree:
You're sneaking off every day to do manual labor on a house for charity. On your spring break.

Savannah Curtis:
Yeah, you're right. It's selfish, really, me being this generous.

John Tyree:
But no, seriously. You don't drink, you don't smoke.

Savannah Curtis:
Nope. Nope.

John Tyree:
You probably don't sleep around.

Savannah Curtis:
Absolutely not.

John Tyree:
Okay, look, you gotta have a fault.

Savannah Curtis:
I do.

John Tyree:
Okay, care to enlighten me?

Savannah Curtis:
I curse.

John Tyree:
No, you don't.

Savannah Curtis:
Yes, I do.

John Tyree:
I haven't heard you.

Savannah Curtis:
Well, that's because it's in my mind. There's a never-ending stream of curse words that I'm thinking at all times.

John Tyree:
Okay, fine, just say one then.

Savannah Curtis:
No, I can't tell you because it's filthy.

John Tyree:
Right.

Savannah Curtis:
Yeah.

John Tyree:
Okay, all right. Fair enough.

Savannah Curtis:
No, I have faults, John. Trust me, I have plenty of them. You'll see.

Savannah Curtis:
I hope so.