Nah: Ah! B-Brady...
Brady: Yeah? Whatcha want?
Nah: I don't, er... Nothing in particular. ......
Brady: Then why ya makin' eyes at me? You got something to say or what?
Nah: N-Nothing!
Brady: Then what? Something wrong with you? You coming down with something?
Nah: N-No, nothing like that. I'm fine...
Brady: Well, you ain't ACTING fine. It's freaking me out! You don't go all quiet when you talk to any of the others.
Nah: That's not true! Er, no, it is, but... I'm not being quiet! I'm the same as always...
Brady: Sure, fine. Whatever.
Nah: ......
Brady: ...You scared of me? Is that it? I give ya the heebie-jeebies?
Nah: I'm not scared! Why would I be scared?! That's crazy talk! You're crazy!
Brady: Oh, really?
Nah: Y-Yes, really... I'm not!
Brady: Well, whatever it is, I ain't sticking around so you can gawk. I'm gonna fade.
Nah: *Sigh* I j-just wanted to talk. When I see that face, though, I clam up... It's not my fault he looks so scary!