They were having a serious conversation, without getting drunk, wrecking violence, or inflicting chaos upon the unsuspecting public first.

Weiiiiiiiiiiiiiird.

"And we're back to the talking," she sighed, resisting the urge to bang her head against the nearest bit of furniture. "I promised him I'd at least think about it, but the moment I give him an inch, he's just going to push more. It's Romeo."

Really, that said it all right there.