10:42 P.M.
Previously:
"What did I do this time?"
"Now it's stuck in my head."
((mischevious)) "Is it really?"
"Yes it is. Stop grinning at me!"
"I can't help it. It's funny."
"It is not funny."
"Fine it's not funny. But I know something that will be."
"What's that? Although, I'm a bit afraid to ask."
((cheerful)) "But you already did! Can't take it back!"
"Just tell me, Greg."
((disappointed)) "Fine."
"Well, if you're going to be sulky..."
"No! No, I'll tell you. You have a song in your head, right?"
"Yes."
"Do you know a way to get it out of your head?" ((pointedly))
"No way. Not on your life."
"Come on! It helps!"
"No."
"All right. Watch me." ((loudly)) "TIE A YELLOW RIBBON ROUND THE OLD OAK TREE-"
"Stop that!"
"-IT'S BEEN THREE LONG YEARS-"
"I'm not even kidding, Greg!"
"Come on, Sara, you know you want to!" ((singing)) "DO YOU STILL WANT ME?"
"Stop! You're giving me a headache!"
"IF I DON'T SEE A RIBBON ROUND THE OLD OAK TREE! Come on, Sara. You know the words!"
((silence))
"I'LL STAY ON THE BUS! Take it Sara!"
"...forget about us..."
"PUT THE BLAME ON ME!"
"...if I don't see a yellow ribbon..."
"ROUND THE OLD OAK TREE!" ((grinning)) "Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?"
"..." ((glares)) "I hate you."
"You do not. I got it out of your head, didn't I?"
"No. It's still in there."
((mischevious))
"Don't even think about it."