"I see. Yes. Well, can you tell me what brings you here?"
"Torn in threes and fives, foundling siblings scramble by. Short-eared, dog-tailed, curvature of the spine. Halcyon nights, haunted days, wavering whimpering wallowing wildernesses..."
"Yes, yes, very well. How long have you been like this?"
"Fillet of fruitcake?"
"Come now. Do stop it."
"Seriously. Please do stop talking nonsense and answer me. How long have you been like this?"
"Nothing to say?"
"Very well. We'll just sit here until the hour is up then."