Thanksgiving With Me

I'm working on a movie called "Thanksgiving With Me". Here's an excerpt from the screenplay:

CAST: Me, You, Brian

It's 10:00AM, and I'm sitting downstairs, watching Lions vs. Titans on TV. Brian wedged himself underneath the coffee table and is sleeping there, periodically licking himself. This annoys me because I cannot stand licking sounds. I tell him to knock it off. I hear footsteps from what sounds like the front porch. The doorbell rings. Brian violently squeezes out from underneath the coffee table and starts barking his head off.

"DING DONG"

ME: Brian! Shhhhh.

I open up the sliding glass door and let Brian outside.

"DING DONG"

I run upstairs and open the door.

ME: Helllloooo! Glad you could make it! You got here just in time to start watching some football.

YOU: Oh good, I love football.

ME: Well you're in luck because we have three games today.

Awkward pause as we both look at each other.

ME: Well come on in, lets get some pre-turkey snacks and go get our football on.

YOU: Sounds awesome.

We go into the kitchen and we unpack the grocery bags you brought.

ME: Chips, salsa, guacamole, good, good. I got a whole mess of diet coke in the fridge, but it's still early, I'm still drinking coffee.

YOU: Oh I had coffee on the way over. I'm good for now. Is the turkey cooking?

ME: You know it. I put it in about 20 minutes ago.

YOU: Great. I brought some pies. We got a nice Pumpkin pie, and a nice Pecan pie.

ME: Those are my favorite. I'm going to gather together a big plate of Chips and Salsa and maybe we fill up a bowl full of the Spicy Chex mix I made and then lets finish up game 1.

YOU: Sounds good. I will do the same.

We go downstairs and settle down in front of the TV. I am sitting in the recliner chair, and you are sitting on the loveseat in front of the coffee table. I get up briefly to let Brian back in. He goes nuts for the first 5 minutes and then settles down and crawls back underneath the coffee table.