“Now? Now? I have been asking you for how many years to take care of this and you decide to announce it to everyone without any warning whatsoever now?!”

—-

“Of course. Give the too-clever-for-her-own-good girl a bloody manual on causing trouble. Right brilliant that is. Truly, Garrison, how much must you despise me?”

—-

“But I thought you wanted to get married?”

“I love you. I do. Really, truly, completely. But I had really hoped to be asked before being brought to my wedding ceremony fait accompli.”

“Will you marry me?”

“Dork.”

—-

“No, no no no no no. Not my idea, not my problem. Nope. Don’t care. Look, you’re the genius who thought that augmenting the power of the already very unstable potion was a good idea. Your explosion, your mess. I refuse to clean up after you again.”

—-

“Just for the record? I still hate you.”

“Mmhm.”

“Helping you on this absurd quest for your one true love does not in any indicate the slightest modicum of friendship between us.”

“I can always count on you.”

“You are insufferable.”