Why Do You Think I'm Running

"Why are you running?"

"Me? I'm not running!"

"Yes, you are, honey. You're on a treadmill."

"WHAT?! WOW, WHA- How did I get here?"

"Shut up, you stepped up on it yourself."

"I.. I promise you - I didn't!"

"Really? You came running in here, actually, and stepped up on it and starting running full speed - hey - slow down. Your face is all red."

"Phew... Man, I was going fast."

"Yeah, you weirdo. You really don't remember coming in here?"

"Definitely not. Last thing I know I was on that date."

"What date? You went on a date? With who? What's happening? Why do you never tell me stuff anymore?"

"Oh, just that guy I told you about who had that dog."

"Oooh, THAT guy! How did it go?"

"How do you think?"

"I don't know. That's why I'm asking you?"

"Why do you think I'm running?"