Scene from a marriage

Early morning in a bedroom in Kalorama. A cell phone lights up and vibrates on one of the nightstands.

I: Uhhh. Jared… Jared? He’s up already. Can you go over and settle him back down? Take the phone away.

J: Mmmf. I went yesterday. Your turn.

I: Pleeease? I was up late bookmarking Wikiquotes.

J: He’s your father.

I: Let’s not talk about fathers. At least mine never went to jail.

J: (mumbles) Not yet.

I: What?

J: I said “I’ll get it.” Call the car while I get dressed.