The Dino Dilemma

FLORA: What is that?
DAMIAN: It looks like a lizard.
FLORA: It has scales and feathers!
DAMIAN: Maybe it is a parrot.
FLORA: Parrots do not eat toast.
DAMIAN: This one does.
FLORA: Where did it come from?
DAMIAN: I found it outside.
FLORA: We cannot keep dinosaurs.
DAMIAN: But he is so cute.
FLORA: He just bit the table.
DAMIAN: He is just teething.
FLORA: Dinosaurs do not tease.
DAMIAN: Look at his little eyes.
FLORA: He is staring at me.
DAMIAN: He likes you, Flora.
FLORA: I do not like him.
DAMIAN: You are lying.
FLORA: I am not lying.
DAMIAN: Your eyes are sparkling.
FLORA: That is just the light.
DAMIAN: Give him a treat.
FLORA: No way.
DAMIAN: Just one piece of apple.
FLORA: Fine, just one.
DAMIAN: He loves it!
FLORA: Stop wagging your tail.
DAMIAN: Dinosaurs do not have tails?
FLORA: This one clearly does.
DAMIAN: We should name him.
FLORA: No names.
DAMIAN: How about Rexy?
FLORA: Too cliché.
DAMIAN: Tiny?
FLORA: He is not that tiny.
DAMIAN: He fits in a cup.
FLORA: That is tiny.
DAMIAN: See? Tiny it is.
FLORA: Whatever you say.
DAMIAN: He is sleeping now.
FLORA: Finally some peace.
DAMIAN: He is snoring loudly.
FLORA: It sounds like a vacuum.
DAMIAN: A very cute vacuum.
FLORA: Why is he glowing?
DAMIAN: Maybe he eats batteries.
FLORA: That is dangerous.
DAMIAN: He looks happy.
FLORA: I am worried about the carpet.
DAMIAN: We can buy a new one.
FLORA: With what money?
DAMIAN: I have five dollars.
FLORA: That will not cover it.
DAMIAN: Maybe he finds gold.
FLORA: He is a dinosaur, Damian.
DAMIAN: Magic dinosaurs find gold.
FLORA: There are no magic dinosaurs.
DAMIAN: This one is glowing!
FLORA: Fine, maybe he is magic.
DAMIAN: I knew it!
FLORA: Do not get excited.
DAMIAN: He is dancing now.
FLORA: Stop that right now.
DAMIAN: He thinks you are dancing.
FLORA: I am not dancing.
DAMIAN: Your feet are moving.
FLORA: It is a nervous twitch.
DAMIAN: You love the dino.
FLORA: Shut up, Damian.
DAMIAN: Admit it already.
FLORA: Never!
DAMIAN: He just licked your hand.
FLORA: Gross!
DAMIAN: He likes your scent.
FLORA: I smell like soap.
DAMIAN: Dino loves soap.
FLORA: This is a nightmare.
DAMIAN: It is a dream.
FLORA: My house is ruined.
DAMIAN: Your house is lively.
FLORA: I want my quiet back.
DAMIAN: Quiet is boring.
FLORA: Boring is safe.
DAMIAN: Adventure is better.
FLORA: Not this adventure.
DAMIAN: Look, he found a coin!
FLORA: Is it real gold?
DAMIAN: It looks like it.
FLORA: Maybe we can keep him.
DAMIAN: I told you so!
FLORA: Just for the money.
DAMIAN: Sure, sure.
FLORA: Now feed him more apple.
DAMIAN: Yes, sir!
FLORA: Stop calling me sir.
DAMIAN: Sorry, Boss!
FLORA: Just call me Flora.
DAMIAN: Okay, Flora!