INT. LIVING ROOM – EVENING
JILL and I fall parallel, bearing the requital of our feast.
Supine and absorbed by cushioning we gaze, glassy-eyed, into the all-screen’s tranquil glow.
(deeply gorged, vocal fry register)
Jill? What is it about eating a big meal that makes earth beings feel so…listless?
(languid, half-moon eyelid slits)
Well, it’s because all the blood, from throughout our bodies, concentrates fully in our stomachs. Our brains are left dry, with nothing. So they go to sleep.
I’m a doctor.
Thank you, Jill.
In repose we bathe, within our gentle video cascade…