Hey, Bobby. Do you remember that time when I kiss you on the lips? Do you remember? Mom's dead. Yeah. She died of um, caring too much. Hey, you want to go on a road trip with me? No. No, no. No. Where? What makes someone want to be somebody else's slave? Why do you say excuse me when you really want to say my name? Oh. Oh my god. You guys are fucking. There's no limit to what I might do in those circumstances. I might not help if it turns out I felt extremely generous. It's really hard for me to see what you did. Fuck off. What's going on? What's going on is that I'm an asshole. And now she's holding back and I don't have to do it anymore. I'm different. I'm an idiot who doesn't know how else to show things. I'm toxic to you. Don't you get that? You fine. Just don't do this shit right fucking now. Fuck off. Fuck off. Thank you. Okay. Okay. That's why I'm here. Tell me more about that. You You