Both Bear and Booby are resting on their backs, squinting at the bright sky through the thick monkey pod tree branches.
BEAR (looking at the sky): Do you believe in reincarnation?
BOOBY (looking at the sky also): Yeah.
BEAR: But I don’t get it.
BOOBY: What don’t you get?
BEAR: A thousand years ago, there were less of us on Earth. Now we have billions. Where are all the souls coming from?
BOOBY: What do you mean? Where are they coming from?
BEAR (turns his head toward Booby): Back then there were 1 billion souls being reincarnated; now we have 10 billion. Where did the new souls come from?
BOOBY: Well, I think, they always existed.
BEAR (returns to looking at the sky, then looks at Booby’s feet, then back to they sky) : Really?
BOOBY: Yeah. Not everyone gets a chance to be reincarnated.
BEAR: So they wait?
BOOBY: Wait and ponder.
BEAR (still trying to avoid looking at Booby’s feet): Wait and ponder. Ponder about what?
BOOBY: Oh, about this and that.
[15 seconds of silence pass]
(BEAR grunts and tries to sit up quickly. Looks over at Booby) BEAR: So these ponderers could be sitting and thinking under the tree where we are right now?
BOOBY (looks over at Bear and back at the sky. She knows Bear is staring and she’s trying not to let her irritation grow): Sure.
BOBBY: We’re probably two physical beings amongst a thousand invisible souls who chose to ponder in the shade for a bit before moving elsewhere.
BEAR: Well, I think that’s fascinating. How many souls do you think exist in the Universe?
BOOBY: See, that’s the thing. There is no finite number. Your thinking is physical and limited. The Universe isn’t limited to the solar system we know. I’d imagine it’s an infinite number of solar systems with many beings in many systems.
BEAR: Oh. That’s a lot of souls.
BOOBY: Infinitely so.