I Lost My Faith In The Summer Time

Still no idea for NANO. Though I know I want to write it about two people, friends/whatever, who have chats like I have with friends. Vain, maybe. But come on. I would need to credit like Ben and Varick and James for almost every other line, but hey. whatever.
Think about it. Like this, based off a discussion Ben, Varick and I had after watching Red Dragon. Mainly me ranting to B & V.

"I think my greatest fear is putting my fingers in somebody's face socket."

"'Face Socket'? You mean mouth?"

"No, I mean face socket. Like if someone got shot in the face at close range by a shot gun, I would not want my fingers in the socket left in their face. And who calls mouths 'face sockets'?"

"It was a wild stab in the dark, an attempt to decode your verbal rubix cube gone awry."

"It would be gross."

"Back to the face sockets. Thank God. I felt incomplete with that close."

"I would be so discontent."

"Imagine the owner of the face socket."

"Oh, God, I don't think I can. They'd be so gross."

"Of course. That would be their main issue, naturally, that you thought them gross. Never mind the gaping hole where their face used to be."

And yeah. So, I dunno. Just need plot, characters and that stuff, but I so have dialogue going.