Meg:
"Jack, are these songs about you?"
Jack:
"No, Meg, they're about you."
Meg:
"I wish"
Jack:
"No you don't. You know I don't write about myself or my
friends, let alone my sister."
Meg:
"I thought maybe you made an exception after coming out of
the closet."
Jack:
(Purrs).
Meg:
"Can you tell me a little bit about the album cover?"
Jack:
"I don't know, Meg. Can you tell me a little bit about
the universe?"
Meg:
"You want to talk quantum physics or quantum
mechanics?"
Jack:
"Shut up."
Meg:
"What does "Blue Orchid" mean to you?"
Jack:
"The same thing pizza means to you."
Meg:
"Jack, why can't you be cool?"
Jack:
"Because you're trying to trick me again!"
Meg:
"Jack, the only trick I ever played on you was never
tricking you at all."
Jack:
"You're right."
Meg:
"Your voice sounds really high on this record, like the
old days."
Jack:
"I noticed that too."
Meg:
"Want a cigarette?"
Jack:
"Shut up."
Meg:
"Was this album pleasant for you to make?"
Jack:
"It's always pleasant to work with you, Meg."
Meg:
"I know that, but did you enjoy yourself?"
Jack:
"This album was cursed when we started, and then suddenly
came around near the end. Then I started to enjoy it. Remember?"
Meg:
"Yeah, I remember."
Jack:
"Anything else "you
" would like to know?"
Meg:
"Only if you're happy with the record."
Jack:
"Yes I am. I think it's our most dense-sounding record
yet. Don't you?"
Meg:
"Shut up."
Jack:
"Want to make another one?"
Meg:
"Mmmmmmm... with you?"
Jack:
(Purrs).
