EddieShirt: krix? Do you still love me?
krix: of course I do
ES: but we're not sleeping together anymore
k: that's because you make me too hot
ES: oooooh, baby that's what I....
k: No, I mean hot as in hot. As in kicking-off-the-covers-in-the-middle-of-the-night, thrashing-around-because-I'm-uncomfortable-and-sweaty hot.
You're thermal baby, and it's so warm at night I can't sleep.
k: and you're funky enough as it is.
k: you totally stink, dude
ES: stink? That's the scent of our essences co-mingling, baby.
k: Yeah, but the cat won't come near me when I wear you anymore.
ES: You know, there's this amazing newfangled thing called a washing machine...
pantsshirt, I know. I'm just afraid that something will happen, I mean ... you're perfect right now. What if you shrink or unravel?
ES: I won't. Just keep me out of the dryer.
k: We'll see. I guess I will have to before I take you to see Reloaded.
ES: You're taking me to see Reloaded?
k: Of course.
ES: You know what I miss?
k: What's that?
ES: waking up in the morning and watching silly stuff on the morning news, and having coffee with you.
k: I miss that, too. Trust me, there's very little that's silly on the morning news these days.
ES: Then you should let me wrap around and comfort you, I've seen my share of explosions, I'd keep you safe.
k: Dude, you were in the celebration scene. The only explosion you saw was the pop of the champagne cork.
ES: Shut up.
k: I'm sorry baby, you are brave. And special. And I do need your comfort.
ES: You know, you could turn the A/C on at night.
k: I think I might just do that.