Kenny and Butters were sitting in Kenny's room. Butters had the most pensive look on his face. He didn't seem to be too into anything. Kenny and he were laying on the bed, holding each other tight.
"Kenny?" Butters asked softly.
"Yes, my Butters?" Kenny asked softly.
"Do you think it's ever okay to lie?" Butters asked sadly.
"No." Kenny said bitterly. "That's why some kids don't like me. I am brutally honest." He said bitterly. "White lies, are still lies, and no different." He said as he patted Butters on the back. "There isn't a situation that I have seen, where a lie—even if it's a white lie—didn't hurt the people involved in it." He said as he stared into Butters eyes.
"Oh." Butters said softly. "Thanks." He said smiling.