Two drunks on the train last night tried to engage me.

Guy 1: I'm depressed. 
me: Aren't we all, honey. 
Guy 2: You seem smart. Can I talk to you for a couple of stops? 
*I look up, and this is my stop.*
me: This is my stop, talk away.
Guy 1: Can I ask you one question? Does God love?
me: God is in all things- therefore, some things love. So, maybe.
both guys: Whoa.
The door shuts behind me.

End scene.