MYSELF: While we're at the OSU campus you know what I'd really like to see? Swan Lake.
MOTHER: There's no Swan Lake.
MYSELF: You're kidding
MYSELF: Gosh, I could have sworn there was.
MOTHER: I'm sorry.
MYSELF: Really? As a child I had that music box that chimed its theme and you'd always point it out to me. I could have sworn it was called Swan Lake.
MOTHER: Well, it's not. The lake you're thinking of... I don't think it has a name.
MYSELF: Are you sure?
MYSELF: Well maybe the lake I'm thinking of isn't here. Maybe I'm thinking of Tulsa.
MOTHER: Oh sure, there's a Swan Lake in Tulsa.
Dark scribbles appear over Myself's head like a frustrated Peanuts character.