"Drop that immediately."
((Part 2 of this post because I love these two so much.))
“You are not being serious.”
“I am being serious, hand it over.”
It was stupid of them to be standing in direct sunlight, during the middle of the day, but there was no shade, and Ryan was refusing to budge. They were having an argument, in the middle of nowhere, over who carried a goddamn gun.
”I know. And you’re the big tough guy — but you can be cute, too.”
"But I’m not cute."
”And I’m supposed to be the cute sweet one, I know. Doesn’t change facts, though.”
"You are the cute, sweet one, though.”
”Sure, sure. Whatever you say.”
“you bigass dork.”
"Hey. I’m the one with the pottymouth, remember?”
”Because you’re secretly a big sentimental dork?”
"I’m actually not, though."
”Mrs. Shepard. Has a nice ring to it.”
"It sure does. Why do you think I say it so often?"
Right. If this is positive, I hate to see what your negative looks like.
I usually end up punching people.
Like I said, Commander. I’ll believe it when I see it.
You’re seeing it now, though.
Now that’s just cruel, Commander. I think I might have to go tape my broken heart back together.
I’m not cruel. I’m nice and positive, remember? Just without all the smiling.
Okay, yeah. I definitely deserved that one.
Yeah, I thought so too. I’m glad we’re on the same page here.