"Say it with me. Melancholy."

"I'm saying it right! Maybe you should say it with me!"

"Um...no. Melancholy is only pronounced one way. Now,say it the right way."

"You mean your way?"

"My way is the right way."

"Ugh. Fine. Melancholy."

"O-kay. Now that that is out of the way. Placate."

"You're saying that wrong. It has a soft 'c', not a hard 'c'."

"No. I'm right. It has a hard 'c'. Like 'k'."

"I know what a hard 'c' sounds like. And I know how to say placate."

"Then say it right! Placate!"

"Fine. Placate? Happy, now? Can I please end this insane conversation?"

"No. I think there are more words that your mispronouncing."

"I wasn't mispronouncing those words!"

"You were so!"

"I was not! Now, can you please stop correcting my pronunciation and just watch your beloved Prison Break?"

"Don't say it like that. Prison Break is a quality show!"

"Yeah. Whatever you need to tell yourself to sleep at night."

"Oh, so Prison Break isn't a quality show, but I'm supposed to think that Gilmore Girls is worth my time?"

"I didn't know you knew I watched that! Please don't tell anyone! I'll do anything!"

"Anything? Are you sure about that, Derek?"

"I'll do anything! I swear,Casey, anything! Just don't tell."

"Alright. I won't tell. If you watch the entire season of Prison Break with me."

"NNNNOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!"

"You said anything."

"Yeah,alright. Pass the popcorn."

"Don't eat it all."

"Man, am I in a melancholy mood or what!"

"It's melancholy!!!"

"No, it's not! I'm right"

"Shut-up! It's back."

"My life is over."