MUSE: I keep seeing clouds in my coffee.
TANNILLE: OK, we could write about 2020, the year that made everyone cry?
MUSE: Pfft, did that last week. Not very inspiring. I’m bored with 2020.
TANNILLE: Maybe aliens will come down and save us from ourselves? What ever happened to the alien story, anyway?
MUSE: Too many glorious ideas, too little time.
TANNILLE: Tsk, tsk. Do you need reigning in?
MUSE: Get stuffed, it’s still 2020.
TANNILLE: That’s right, you have one day of freedom left, then let the flogging begin.
MUSE: I don’t like the pleasure in your tone.
TANNILLE: Happy 2021… Better?