Making conversation during laundry

In the laundry room.

-       - Hey. Did you steal my basket? – The guy asks a girl who’s standing next to him.

-       - No.

-       - I swear I had a basket that looked just like that. I left it here once and someone took it.

-       - Mm.

5 minutes later.

-       - You sure you didn’t steal my basket?

-       - Yep. – She says nodding her head.

-       - Really?

-       - I bought it on Wall-mart in the beginning of the year.

Guy leaves for a few minutes. He comes back.

-       - I won’t be mad if you tell me. Did you steal my basket?

-      -  Yes.

-       - Really?

-       - Ok, look. I may look like a kleptomaniac, but I’m not.

-       - What does that mean?

-       - That I am fanatic for soccer.

-       - Really? Me too. What’s your team?

-       - No, I hate soccer.

-       - Why did you say that then?

She gasps.

-       - Ok. Why do you hate soccer? Nobody hates soccer.

-       - It’s such a popular game. I can’t stand crowds overflowing with crazy people.

-       - That’s not a good reason.

-       - Well. I guess I just hate people in general. – She grins.

-       - Mmm. Someone just got dumped. – He mocks her. 

-       - Naah. I’ve got a boyfriend.

-       - Well, he’s a person and you said you don’t like people.

-       - I didn’t say I like him either.

-       - Do you?

-       - No. – She gets her clothes out of the drier and on the basket - But the sex is good.

She leaves.