Lis:	At the risk of seeming stupid, let me ask this question: how do we know when our voyage is over?
Lex:	(playfully) At the risk of seeming obtuse, let me offer an oblique reply: when we find ourselves where we began.
Linda:	(impatiently) What's the point of this poem? And why are we having this conversation?
Ron:	I'm not sure - I'm just repeating the script to which I have been assigned.
Lex:	(enjoying the irony) Indeed. Isn't that what most of us do?