"Lily?"
"What Potter?"
"You're cute."
"Thanks, I know. Go away."
"Who's arrogant now?"
"I said go away. I meant it. So do it before I am forced to strangle you."
"My, my, Evans, you are a tough person to be in love with."
"James, I am so not in the mood right now."
"I can get you in the mood, baby. All I need is some scented candles."
"For Merlin's sake! You're so annoying! GO AWAY ALREADY!"
"What sort of man would I be if I left the girl I loved?"
"A git. Which you are. By the way, that's the second time you said you loved me. Stop saying it, I know it isn't true."
"Lily, you are missing the point."
"You don't have enough brain cells to make a point."
"Lily. I said the point twice already."
"But the point is a lie. Which makes it rather invalid."
"Evans. Believe it. Okay? It is at the serious risk of being a limited offer if you continue to be so thick skulled."
"Is that the sort of thing you say to the girl you love?"
"Now you're mocking me."
"Yes. And by the way, I prefer the offer expires soon, I'm not very enthusiastic about it, I must admit."
"…"
"Potter?"
"Yes?"
"You don't really love me, do you? It's not just to get in my pants?"
"Of course not. I'm not that slimy."
"Oh. Okay."
"What?"
"It's just, that 'love' sort of makes the whole situation more… special."
"Oh, so now it's special? I though it was a lie?"
"Potter?
"Yes?"
"Shut up."