“Franklin, what are you talking about?”

“You heard what I said: It really is a curse being omniscient, knowing everything has a great responsibility attached to it.”

“You don’t know everything. I’ll bet I can ask you a question you don’t know the answer to.”

“Maybe I used the wrong term then, Paula. I don’t know everything, but I know everything that is going to happen in my life before it happens.”

“Rubbish, Franklin, prove it then by telling me what happens next Thursday night.”

“Even if I could do that, I wouldn’t. It’s the responsibility I mentioned. But I cannot tell the future per se, and the time changes, but I know things are revealed to me before they happen. Sometimes seconds, sometimes hours, once it was days.”

“So I should believe you even though you won’t prove it to me?”

“It’s a great—-”

“—-responsibility, yes I know Franklin.”

“Think about it, knowing what will occur means being careful of changing the future.”

“You’re full of shit, Franklin.”

“I knew you’d say that.”