Zoe: What?! What is it?
Lia: I'm sick today.
Zoe: With....????
Lia: What? I'm sick. Like..as in...sick...wasted....no energy...
Zoe: No, I mean...what with? Where are you sick? What hurts, dummy?
Lia: I have that S A D Disease, I think.
Zoe: Seasonal Affective Disorder?
Lia: Rain. Grey Skies. Rain. Grey Skies. Where'd that big yellow ball of sun go?
Zoe: I give: Australia?
Lia: I need to take my SAD disease to bed.
Zoe: (SAD: sorry-ass dog...)