• (rolls eyes) Hey, hey. Aren't you a bunch of dead squirrels? I don’t remember inviting to my joint for some chitchat. What do bring up us? You sealed my miserable existence during high school and now you choke on the bitterness of your failure that I out flew from your crushing kitchen just as I did with your verbal strikes.*

"That just means you're a closet nymphomaniac that stole my one and only well-deserved attention."

"Well, aren't you a delicate flower. So what brings you three back to this quivering little scene?"

"Seriously? Have some decency. I'm not interested in anything you have to offer, especially considering our history."