Improper Office Dialogue

[Sonia]: Oh, oh, oh! Stephanie you just missed it! I took 25 thousand pictures of Frank.
[Frank]: *Grumbles*
[Sonia]: He’s like that guy Wilson on Home Improvement! Something is always hidden!

(Sonia really does talk in all !!!!!!!!!!!)

[Sonia]: And then! Then he tripped on a chair and hit the scanner and said, “Shit!”

(Frank never swears.)

[Frank]: Yeah, because you’re stressing me out. Trying to take a million pictures of me when I told you not to.
[Me]: Frank, you’re just feeding into it. Let her take one picture and she will leave you alone because it won’t be fun anymore. C’mon Frank! Vogue!
[Frank]: And I told her the light hurt my eyes but she kept on setting the damn flash off anyway.
[Sonia]: I turned the flash off!
[Me]: How about I let you borrow my sunglasses and the we take a picture?
[Sonia]: Yeah! Go get your sunglasses!
[Frank]: You guys stress me out. I see Saturday fading away. I’ll be too stressed by then.

(Frank is supposed to come in this weekend to help me out with some OT.)

[Me]: God Frank you are such a girl.
[Frank] *does some limp wrist flip and says*: Yeah, I’m such a woman.
[Me] *mockingly*: “I can’t come in on Saturday because I have PMS”.
[Frank]: I’ll try and remember not to wear the white pants.

Frank wins this round.