"I didn't think you knew anything about this stuff. Anything specific, I mean."
"I don't."
"But you think you can fix it?"
"No, but I can't make it any worse."
She laughed abruptly. "True. How long?"
"Five minutes; five days. I don't know."
"No."
"Yes."
"Oh." She turned and went back inside.
I relaxed very slowly. Much too much talk again, and all about the much too obvious. We could just as well have wound up at each other's throats.