Ceasura

A server and the gardener sit on crates in the wine cellar of the House. The server leans over to light her cigarette with the gardener's lighter. Out of the three lights in the cellar, only one is fully functional and constantly flickers on and off.

The gardener puts her jacket tighter around her as there's no heating in the storage parts of the House, so it's freezing temperatures for a human. But despite this, most humans still go here to gossip.

'Have you heard of the thing with Brian?' the server said, after blowing out smoke.

'Brian? Is that the big truck driver that does the deliveries?' the gardener asks.

'No, you're thinking of Steve.'

'Oh, you mean the new line cook?'

'Nope, that's Jack. Brian is the guy that used to live in some town, I forget its name, just off the main highway west.'

'Oh, now I know who you're talking about. Didn't he work in a prison or something?'

'Yeah, something among those lines. Well, anyways, it turns out, he's gay!'