XX: Hello.

XY: Hi. How’s it going?

XX: You tell me. Why did you unblock me?

XY: I don’t know.

(10:57 PM)

XX: So what shall we talk about?

XY: You tell me. You IM’d me first.

XX: Alright. Let’s talk about the money you owe me.

XY: If you like.

XX: Don’t be so flippant. You owe me like $1.000.000. And a waffle iron.

XY: Alright, I will give you $1.000.000 and a waffle iron in exchange for the last 8 years of my life back.

XY: And 1 kilogram of anti-matter.

XX: Fuck you.

XY: If you like.

XX: No. I don’t like. You were always rubbish.

XY: That’s not what you said last time.

XX: I was disturbed in the head. Asshole.

XY: Haha. So was I.

XX: You know I could sue you, right?

XY: It wouldn’t do you any good. I haven’t any money.

XX: No, of course not.

XX: Have you been getting my emails?

XY: No. I’ve been too busy with the time machine to look at email. That’s what I need the anti-matter for.

XX: I’m serious.

XY: So am I! This thing would be huge.

XX: Fine. Goodbye.

(XX Has logged off)