"Fifteen… Sixteen…"
"Al? Is that you?"
"Seventeen… Eighteen… Don't move Mattie! And don't open your eyes, either. I'll be done in a sec."
"Al, what are you-"
"Don't move! I promise it's nothing bad, okay? My plan is genius!"
"Because none of your plans have ever gone wrong, right?"
"Hey, I'm the Hero here! I solve problems, not make them."
"So are you saying that-"
"SHH! That's it; no more talking till I'm done."
"But-"
"NINTEEN! TWENTY!"
"………"
"………"
"………Al?"
"………."
"This is not how you treat someone on their birthday, you know."
"Twenty-one. Alright, you can open your eyes now."
"What's this all about- mmpff!"
"…"
"Al! You should really warn people before you kiss them! … Why do I taste chocolate? And… why are there chocolate kisses all over my bed?"
"Because they are sweet, and chocolate, and delicious, and taste good. So happy twenty-first, Mattie!"
"Thanks Al. Now would you get off of me? You're kind of heavy."
"Hey, Mattie?"
"What is it Al?"
"I'm going to kiss you again."
