rebecca: I mean, what the fuck is that?! You just walk in, wake me up and what for? A FUCKING cookie! *die hände über dem kopf zusammenschlag*
Zak: I, uhm... //You fucked it up...// And what if that cookie is... something special...?
Rebecca: *ihn verstört anguck* What?! It's 2am and you say it's a SPECIAL cookie? *kicher* Zak, trust me. It's not special. I bet these guys wanted you to do that, didn't they?
Zak: ...How'd you-?
rebecca: It's obvious. You'd never do that by yourself. Now gimme that damn cookie, you sweet idiot! *ihn den cookie aus der hand reiß und lächel*