Francis, the cat, comes along and splashes down near the window.
The Pen shows up, and stops, staring at the cat.
“It” Sys, trying to capture the cat´s attention.
Cat: What´s the matter with you?
Pen: I finally figured it out…
Cat: Figured what?
Pen: Why I nag you so much.
Cat: `cause you´re a pain in the ass?
Pen: No Francis. I think… I think I´m in love!
Cat: Good for you! So you´ll stop nagging me for good?
Pen: That´s just it.
Cat: what is?
Pen: Francis, I think I´m in love, with you!
The cat looks at the pen as if he has just been electrocuted.
Cat: I beg your pardon?
The Pen “moves” closer to the cat.
Pen: I´m in love with you Francis!
Cat: What kind of juice are you on?
Cat: You´re high!
Pen: Very much so, yes. On Love!
Cat: Don´t be ridiculous! You´re a Pen!
Pen: So? Are you implying I can´t have feelings because I´m an inanimate object?
Cat: You´re a what?
Pen: I´m a Pen!
Cat (confused): I know you´re a pen! From hell!
Pen: Francis… I love you!
Cat: Shut up stupid!
Pen: You really are insensitive. Here I am, pouring my heart out to you, and you treat me like this! You are so mean!
Cat: stupid stick, I know you. You are having the time of your life mocking me, as per usual.
Pen: I swear Francis, I´m not.
Cat (getting frustrated): Oh God! Aren´t you a boy pen?
Pen: A what?
Cat: So you´re female?
Cat: Then what the hell are you?
Pen: I´m a Pen.
Cat: Oh for heaven´s sake!
Cat: If you´re neither male nor female, what are you?
Cat: Ha! I knew it!
Pen: Knew what?
Cat: You´re an alien!
Cat: Well, that explains a lot.
Pen: Explains what? That you´re an idiot?
Cat (ignoring): How you´re able to talk and walk. Oh, and nag the hell out of me!
Pen: Really? That´s your reasoning?
Cat: What? I´m right aren´t I?
Pen: Sorry, no.
Cat: Then… what are you?
Pen: I´m a pen.
Cat: Oh hell!
Pen: what now?
Cat: Nothing. I just thought that if you were an alien, then that would be a reasonable explanation for you existence, your presence and your nagging.
Pen: You really are stupid aren´t you?
Cat: excuse me?
Pen: You really thought that a reasonable explanation for my presence here would be otherworldly?
Cat: Well, either that or you´re possessed…
The two stare at each other in silence.
Cat: If that is all, I´ll be going. Bye.
The Pen remains silent without delivering a comeback.
Francis walks away.
Pen: Is it possible? No, it can´t be…
Pen: Is that wrecked cat from hell actually becoming smart?