"Karen, I think there's something wrong with me!"
"Do you need my ointment again dear?"
"No, Karen! Silly, I mean there's something wrong with ME! I haven't had a date in a month!"
"Huh? Oh my God, are you ill? What is wrong with you?!"
"Ow! There's no need to hit!...and it might've only been two and a half weeks..."
"Oh, well then that's not so bad! Relax!"
"No! This is serious! Really, Kare. Is there something wrong with me? Have I lost my sense of style? Is Will rubbing off on me? Oh my GOD I must be FAT!"
"Honey, you're not fat. And if it helps any I'll tell you this"
"What, what?"
"If you were a man I would totally jump you!"
"Awwww, really? Kare Bear you're such a sweetie! Hug me."
"Jackie..."
"Hug me! Come on give me some sugar!"
"Oh, alright."
"I wuuuv you!"
"I love you too, Jackie."