So, what do you do?

I'm a reader at a publisher.

No! You read for a living?

Yes. That's it, I read.

Oh, that's so great. It's like someone asking, "What do you do for a living?" "Well, I breathe. I'm a breather. I get paid for breathing." How did you get that job?

Okay, smart-ass, what do you do?

I am a lawyer. Sort of… Sort of.

That's sexy.

Is it?

I mean, I think so. In a suit, in a court, saving people's lives. Kinda sexy.

I guess it is. Although it's not as sexy as reading. Sitting there in an office in a little chair reading. Ooh!

Okay, stop. Just wait right there mister, because you know a lot of books get submitted to my publisher. So it's an immense responsibility.

I bet it is. But when you're doing normal reading, [they both laugh] is it ruined because it's your job? You know, like prostitutes? I always worry that when they stop being prostitutes that they can't enjoy sex anymore.

You always worry about that?

No, I sometimes worry about that.

Oh, okay, good. Because someone who always worried about that would be a bit of a worry.

When you read a newspaper do you think, "Forget this, it's work"?

Have you interviewed a lot of prostitutes?

When you read a menu, do you think, "No, I'm not reading this, unless you pay me hard cash"?

How many prostitutes will you need to talk to before this issue is solved?