Blane and Oakley sat together on the couch. Blane had his head on the armrest- clearly bored, he let out a peaceful sigh and spoke;

"Heya, Oakley?..."

Oakley let out a hum of acknowledgement

Blane continues;

"Can we go to the basketball court?"

Oakley sighed and stretched out a bit

"Yeeeup, we can... Get ready."