Dispatches from Booville 1.3

JJ and D sit at the kitchen bar, sipping coffee. JJ grabs a bottle of wine sitting on the counter and examines the picture on the front.

JJ: What is that?
D: It looks like some sort of root.
JJ: I'm losing respect for this company. I wouldn't put something like that on my wine.
D: Look - there's a different picture for each wine. It's arty.
JJ: It's weird. It looks like it has roots at both ends.
D: I love Viognier.
JJ: Me too.
D: I am such a vinophile.
JJ: Ew.
D: Ew?
JJ: That sounds digusting.
D: Vinophile - one who loves wine.
JJ: You're making that up.
D: I've heard many philes.
JJ: You've heard many files?
D: Philes.
JJ: I don't think there's a way to make any phile not sound dirty. It reminds me of pedophile.
D: Bibliophile.
JJ: The only reason that doesn't sound dirty is the Biblio part.
D: Lover of books.
JJ: I know.
D: I'm also an oenophile.
JJ: What's that?
D: Another word for vinophile. I think it comes from the Greek.
JJ: I think it comes from lips.

They stare at each other for a second then degenerate into laughter.