[She sat quietly in the chair look down at her hands and does not notice when he enters. He watches her for a moment from the doorway without saying a word. He steps in and clears his throat. She looks up and a thin forced smile appears on her lips.]
[He walks over and sits down next to her.]
Him: I'm James
Her: Hi James. How are you today?
Him: Good. And you?
Her: A little tired. It has been a long day for me.
Him: I guess I'm not your first today?
Her: Actually, you are. I've just had a lot of stuff to deal with this morning.
Him: So how exactly does this work?
Her: Pretty simple really. We just touch hands.
Him: And then.
Her: No one explained you this all to you?
Him: Well there was some jumpy kid all hopped up on what I hope was caffeine or sugar. He talked a mile a minute and I could barely keep up with him. Before I could ask any questions, he pointed to the door and walked away.
Her: I'm sorry. The regular greeter is out today. As for the jumpy kid, I'm sure he's hopped on both.
[He smiled and gave a bit of a laugh.]
Her: As far as I understand it, my experience is a bit different than others. I guess it just comes with the territory. For you it is pretty simple; it is kind of like watching a movie on fast forward and every once in a while things play at normal speed. You don't really feel anything, outside of normal emotions you might have while watching a movie and then that is only when things occur at normal speed.
Him: It's different for you? Do you mind if I ask how?
Her: I don't mind.
[She looked down at her hands, flexed her fingers, then turned her attention back to him.]
Her: I feel everything. Every emotion. Every touch. Every thought. It matters not whether I'm in fast forward or regular motion. I experience it all as though I were right there in that moment and in that time.
Him: That has to suck!
Her: Yes, more than you know.
Him: So why do you do this?
Her: I have been wondering that myself lately.
[Silence drags on for a good minute.]
Her: So are you ready?
[He looks at her, studying her closely and hesitates. She stays silent.]
Him: I guess. If you are.