The Rabbit Foot

[A Russian Ph.D student of philosophy, Aleks, recently injured from a racquetball accident and an unemployed American writer, Josh.]

JOSH: How is the footing?

ALEKS: My footing is good. How is the hunt?

JOSH: The hunt is still on... Where is that damned rabbit?

ALEKS: Do you think the rabbit was killed with that one stone that killed the other rabbit? Or how does that one go?

[a pause]

ALEKS: The footing is huge among logic students.

JOSH: Assuming you told the truth, it is no surprise your foot is a hit. What will you do for an encore?

[a pause]

JOSH: I think the mind-set is that there are many rabbits out there to catch... If you can.

[a silence]

ALEKS: I show up floating above the floor while both of my feet are broken.

[a beat]

ALEKS: As I land, a gigantic rabbit appears out of a hat that says 'logic' on it.

[fin]