Don't own, don't sue, you'd know if I owned it... blah blah blah

"Road trip!"

"That only works the first time you scream it out the window."

"Hmm... I guess you're right... kill joy."

"Heard that."

"... Bored... So bored... So so bored."

"Then find something to occupy your time with."

"Ninety- nine bot-"

"No!"

"Fine. Hmpf...Reeemuuuus..."

"What?"

"Let's pull over..."

"For what We'll be late for- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

"Pull over, please?"

"Nnghh- st-stop!"

"You know you want it..."

"Stop!"

"Owy! My hand!"

"You deserved it. It's your fault that I am now uncomfortable in my favorite pants."

"I can fix it!"

"You'll just make it worse!"

"Prove it!"

"...You caused it in the first place!"

"Fine then, Mr. Smarty-Pants! Act all high and mighty, let's see how you're gonna get rid of it!"

"I'm going to ignore it, and so are you!"

"I will do no such thing! I'd hate to waste it."

"Quit smirking, it's not helping any."

"Why don't you just try and make me."

"That would only be giving you what you want. So I'm joust going to ignore you as well."

"No! Then I'll be even boreder!"

"..."

"Please! I love you! How could you do this to me?!"

"..."

"I'm gonna cry. Then you can have the satisfaction of making me cry, is that what you want?"

"..."

"Fine. If that's how you're gonna be, then I'll have to resort to something so vile, so evil, so horrible that you won't be able to resist talking to me just to shut me up."

"...You wouldn't..."

"And now I don't have to, you spoke to me!"

"How dare you!"

"Oh I dared."

"I'm not speaking to you."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not."

"You can't help it!"

"..."

"Fine, you leave me with no choice, then. You'll regret you're decision."

"..."

"I count the shaking of the head as speaking, so I win!"

"It doesn't matter anyway, you're just stalling. You don't know what you're going to do to me."

"... So?"

"I win."

"Would you like your prize now?"

"No."

"Damn it!"

"Language, Mr. Black."

"I know, I know, don't fucking cuss that shit ain't cool."

"Ain't isn't a word, and you're not going to use it."

"Fine then, mother."

"Ugh, don't compare me to that awful woman in your landing."

"Wouldn't dream of it, love."

"Wipe that cheesy grin off your face, it creeps me out."

"Pull over."

"No!"

"Pull over, Remus."

"No."

"Pull over, now."

"No, I will not."

"Do it."

"No."

"Do... It"

"I don't think so."

"Now."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to cause an accident when I attack you."

"Stubborn, little-"

"I know my father, thank you very much."

"Happy now? I pulled over just for you."

"I'll make it all worth while for you as well."

"Go ahead and try."

"It'd be my honor."