"Wow. Hi."

"Don't act so surprised, Humphreys. I always wear this kind of shit."

"I've never seen you in a dress. You look stunning. Seriously."

"Thank you. I got you something, but you can't open it until you get home after tonight."

"What is it?"

"Don't try to open it. After tonight, okay?"

"But why?"

"Because I said so. After tonight, okay?"

"Yes ma'am."

"..."

"Did I say something?"

"..."

"Oh my gosh. You're giving me the look. I didn't know you were that freaky."

"I—I—just... shush. I don't have a look."

"You're giving me the 'fuck me' eyes!"

"Don't... don't say that."

"Don't say what? 'Fuck me' eyes? Eyes? 'Fuck me'? Oh shit. 'Fuck me'?"

"Shut—"

"You're turning red."

"I hate you. Just get in the car."

"Is this the part where you confess your undying lust for me?"

"You think you're funny."

"Happy Valentine's Day, munchkin."

"We're the same height!"

"Just tonight because you're in heels, Sarah."

"I will stab you with these 5 inch Louboutins."

"We don't wanna break a nail, don't we?"

"Oh, sweetie, I cut them short for you tonight."

"..."

"Cat got your tongue, Humphreys?"

"My tongue would rather be somewhere else right now."

"..."

"Why so quiet, Sarah?"