KAR leaves her house, shouting that she’ll be at KT’s as she goes. She walks to KT’s house and lets herself in.
KAR: Am here!
KT: Am in the kitchen!
KT is in the kitchen sitting at her computer as KAR enters.
KAR: God they’re annoying.
KT: What did they do now?
KAR: They’re just being retarded. Yesterday my dad decided that instead of grounding me from the computer, he would use some stupid program to block a bunch of websites.
KT: Don’t those usually just block porn sites?
KAR: Well I don’t know, I don’t really know anything about them, but apparently he doesn’t either. Last night I discovered that Google is blocked now, the school website where my math assignments are is blocked, Hotmail is blocked… RedTube isn’t blocked though, go figure.
KT: Ha! Is that even possible?
KAR: I have no idea. I can look at porn but I can’t do my homework, which is especially brilliant seeing as the entire reason I was in trouble was because of my math marks. I may need to use your computer at some point.
KT: Yeah that’s fine, at least you can still go on IRC right?
KAR: Yeah that’s true. Oh! I had a dream about IRC last night!
KT: Really? What happened?
KAR: Well the entire setting of the dream was our channel… like all I could see was the screen and text, and whenever I’d think or say something it would be like I typed it. So the dream was just a big IRC chat.
KT: I’ve had dreams like that too! It’s weird.
KAR: Yeah! Maybe we should go outside more?
KT: Nah. Actually, I told a couple of these guys we would mail them letters.
KAR: Ooh really?
KT: Yeah I got a few of their addresses!
KAR: Neat! We should go to the post office. Wanna do that now?
KT: Yeah okay, let me just tell them we’re AFK.
KAR: Do you have any shredded coconut?
KT: I think there should be some with the baking stuff.
KAR: Okay one sec, I’m just gonna have a quick bowl and then we’ll go.
KAR finds the bag of coconut, a bowl and a spoon, and dishes some out for herself.
KAR: Do you want any?
KT: No I’m good.
KAR: Okay. Hey remember that time your mom got me coconut for my birthday?
KT: Was that the same year you got me a brick for my birthday?
KAR: You said you wanted a surprise! Besides, I also gave you other stuff.
KT: I think I still have the brick in my room somewhere…
KAR: Oh yeah I saw it a while ago. This coconut is so good.
KAR finishes her coconut and puts her dishes in the sink.
KT: Ready to go?
They leave KT’s house and begin walking to the Charleswood strip mall.
KAR: You know, if my house was an IRC channel, I would hack it.
KT: Hack it for ops!
KAR: Of course, I’d get ops and G-line them right the fuck out of there.
KT: Not your dog though.
KAR: No no of course not, I’d give him +v and it’d all be good. I just wish he would stop getting into all my garbage files…
KT: You don’t password your garbage files?!
KAR: Well I do when I remember but sometimes he manages to eat them anyway! He’s pretty good about covering his tracks.
KT: Speaking of which, we should have a code about hacking your house, we don’t want people on our trail.
KAR: That’s a very good point, what’s a good code for hacking a house… we could say we’re hacking a… hacking the…
KT: Gibson! Hacking the Gibson.
KAR: Yes! So when I say ‘the Plague’, I mean ‘parents’.
KT: AKA Eugene and Margo.
KAR: But of course. So does this make me like Zero Cool?
KT: I guess so.
KAR: You can be Acid Burn! You can help me hack the Gibson.
KT: Okay sweet! Hey! We should go into Dollarama.
KT and KAR walk into Dollarama and look around the aisles.
KAR: Since when do they sell spoons here?
KT: They sell everything here. Hey, we could mail a spoon!
KAR: Yeah, hey let’s not even write a letter or a note or anything, let’s just mail the spoon by itself.
KT: Haha okay, let’s buy this. Oh hey, and chalk!
KT: Look, there’s chalk right there, let’s buy some!
KAR: To mail?
KT: No, to colour with!
KAR: Oh. Okay!
After leaving Dollarama they go to the post office to mail a spoon to England. They then walk back to KT’s house where they spend the rest of the afternoon writing 1337 things with chalk all over the street.
KAR: Oh hey, I should phone my house and tell them I’m coming home, I gotta work pretty soon.
KT: Okay. Hands KAR her cell phone.
KAR: Thanks. Dials. Oh hi Dad. It’s me. What? No not Ellen. Do I sound like Stuart?! I don’t know where the dog is. No. It’s Karen. Karen! I’m at KT’s house! Yes you knew that! Dad if I snuck out, why would I be calling you? I’m not in the basement! No I’m not! You don’t need to put Mom on the- hi Mom. I don’t have a phone in my room. I’ve been gone since this morning! Mom if I had run away, I wouldn’t be- it’s not ME watching television in the basement. No I haven’t been there all day! Maybe it’s Ellen! Mom! I’m at KT’s house! Fine, I just called to say I’m coming home. Never mind! Hangs up.
KT: Wow. Hack the Gibson?