I don’t know. Shame on you Miss Lennox. Now how about we go get that milk?
I know, I know. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again, I promise. Sounds like a good plan to me.

I don’t know if I’d want it to. I think I like you cocky. Sigh. I hope so, but I doubt it. Tell me about it so I can...
Of course, that’s never going to change. Don’t be. You’ll go someday.