A train station. There are two velociraptors sitting on a bench.

Hullo.

Hullo there. Nice weather, isn’t it?

It is, indeed.

Silence.

Waiting for someone?

No, not really. I’m waiting for the 12.15.

The 12.15?

Yes. Why?

The 12.15 just left.

No, it couldn’t have!

Oh yes, it did.

But I was waiting here all along.

Well then, it upped and left without you then.

Silence.

Trust me.

Oh, alright.

Silence.

Did you see it leave?

Yes. Didn’t you?

No. Though I could’ve sworn I saw the 12.05 leave.

Ah.

What?

That was the 12.15.

Are you sure?

Yes. (Pause.) Trust me. It was the 12.15.

Oh, alright.

Silence.

It must be this watch of mine. It never gets the time right.

Change it, then.

I just did.

You was robbed.

Maybe I was.

Silence.

You’re still going to wait?

The 12.25’s coming, isn’t it?

But it isn’t going to B-

Oh, stop it already! It’ll come if it’s coming.

Silence.

By the way.

Yes?

You wouldn’t happen to have the time by any chance, would you?

Enter a Tyrannosaurus Rex. It is vegetarian, but it eats the both of them up.

(shrugging) What to do? It’s happened.

End.