Me: I've decided that we will hold on to bring guests.
Jace: Hm? Why?
Me: Ech. Let's have a few normal conversations then we'll bring in the people. It's a break.
Jace: YES!
Me: -groans-
Jace: I didn't like that Bieber guy…he kind of goes against evolution.
Me: No duh. He's a…just an ew. Gosh, we should have Fang come…-sigh-
Jace: Who? That silent, dark and winged guy?
Me: YES. That's who. That nice piece of hunk.
Jace: Erm. –uncomfortable-
Me: -day dreaming about Fang-
Jace: Well, you have me. Which is like, more than an equal.
Me: you don't have a website where squealing girls go and blog, do you?
Jace: Uh. Not yet.
Me: Yeah. Okay. Like anyone would love you enough to write like, "OMGZ YOU ARE SO HOTTZ I LURV YOUZ" or something like that.
Jace: What kind of uneducated person would write that?
Me: Um, teenage girls. See? You're so not helping their self esteem right now!
Jace: What? I'm not suppose to be encouraging them to write like they never learned how to! What's with all the 'z's anyways?
Me: This is why you will never have fans. There's some poor little girl crying because of you right now.
Jace: Let them! They probably are only crying because they can't read big words!
Me: Another little girl started crying right….now.
Jace: Well, you're no boy magnet.
Me: -scoffs- OF COURSE I AM! Do you see any little boy crying? NO! I've got a whole list of guys…and they're hot.
Jace: Are you trying to say something?
Me: No…I still love you, so it doesn't even matter. It's like I'm married to you.
Jace: …
Me: Jace-woo I'm not of course! I was just saying. I like being free.
Jace: Free?
Me: You know, flirt with other people.
Jace: Who? Like seven year olds?
Me: you have a sick, sick mind.
Jace: Ha. You know it's true.
Me: I'm sorry if my perfume attracts them.
Jace: you and perfume?
Me: Well, it's Degree Sexy Intrigue Body Mist. Isn't that the same thing?
Jace: … no. No it is not.
Me: I still smell good. That's all that counts.
Jace: -takes spray and smells- yeah. I guess.
Me: -takes it and sprays him completely- NOW YOU SMELL LIKE A GIRL!
Jace: -sniffs self- Now seven year olds will be swarming me! YESSSSS. –pinkie up-