"She stared out to sea. Her deep, beautiful, forest-green eyes focused intently upon the sparkling cyan waters and the golden island beach that was her destination. Her light, brown hair blowing everywhere in the wind. Her flat breastless chest—"
"Shut it Soul! No-one asked you for your opinion!" Maka screamed, angrily.
"YEAH! AND WHY AREN'T I, THE GREAT, MAJESTIC BLACK STAR IN THIS STORY?" Howled Black Star, excitedly.
"Nobody asked you either Prick King!" Maka yelled, furiously.