Characters - not so crazy anymore

Just two unemployed losers about to take part in some crazy… stuff. Now I’m worried that I sit too much, and that I might go blind from all this reading and writing. I believe the cure is a) a drink or b) fresh air. Or c) open up a window, walk around the apartment for about 10 seconds, and get back to it.

I choose c).

I’m serious about this million dollar project. I won’t let sore eyes and an aching butt stop me. No, sir.
Should I be working?
Yes, Sir.
Am I?
Mmmhm.
In my ordinary 9 - 5 job?
Mmm… no.
Should I perhaps have been there?
Yeaaah…
But I’m not?
Noooo…
Because it’s snowing outside?
Yez.
You’re scared of a little snow?
Mmmhm, and also, I might have a fever.
A fever? Really?
Yes, Conscience, that’s right - a fever.

So I’m sick. And my buttocks hurt. But, you know what they say; when you’re butt is tired of you sitting on it - lay down! (OK, so I’m the one saying this, not “they”. It’s true though.)