That would be so nice…
Cynthia is staring at the computer with her chin in her hand and a wistful half-smile.
Marcy (alarmed): You look insane in a sleepy but still unsettling manner.
Cynthia: Oh, I don’t know. I need some happy stories, Marcy. What with all the election horrors and even our latest posts … I mean… (she gestures vaguely) … they’ve been positive but still … they’ve had a melancholic… I don’t know… twinge…
Marcy: Yeah well… you humans appear to be having a collective melancholic meltdown.
Cynthia: Looking at shoes is making me happy at the moment. Specifically, these shoes.
Cynthia (sighing and smiling): Aren’t they just lovely?
Marcy: Why don’t you buy them?
Cynthia: Well, we’re on a spending freeze at the moment, and besides, shopping therapy doesn’t really work. It’s a myth. You only feel worse afterwards.
Cynthia continues to stare and smile at the shoes.
Marcy can’t bear it.
Marcy: So you are just going to sit there staring at a pair of shoes with a loopy grin on your face?!
Cynthia (beatifically): Yeah…
*More Happy Shoes!