Karen: Want some company?

Joe: Depends on the company.

K: How about a tired, worn-out intern?

J: My favorite kind. Welcome aboard.

K: It’s funny. When I saw you sitting here alone in the dark, I thought of that old game we used to play when we were kids.

J: Marco Polo. I just though of that the other day.

K: Well, I tried to hide it, but I hated being blindfolded. I mean, being in the dark was not my idea of fun.

J: Well, you covered it well.

K: Maybe to the other kids, but not to you. Every time I had to say ‘Marco’, you were right there for me, saying ‘Polo!’ I could just reach out and tap you to get out of being it.