Wow, you're serious? A book that's shooting a damn CERO at me?

NOT EVEN CLOSE.

You made me change my shirt and everything for this little play date.

Oh, you're approaching me?

Man, you're no fun. I thought that little beam would work but apparently you're smarter than you look.

And I thought you would be smart yet we're here.

Shut up. You aren't funny.

Yeah shower me with compliments, I don't care.
What I care about at this moment is that you just trashed half my house with a retarded particle beam. Is that even a particle beam? I'm not even sure.

And why in sam-hell would I tell you which one is which? That could possibly benefit you in some weird-nerdy-way, I hate nerds. Especially the egotistical ones that gloat over one flaw.

First off, you're intruding in my house and apparently you hate me. Dude, I'm like 16, I'm not willing to smash you. Well, yet at least. But, that's besides the point.

BLEECH. YUUUCK! Now you're making me REGRET being here. God, you are so... Disgusting. I hope you know, I'm literally not even entirely human.

Wow crazy story, get the hell out my house.

If I could, I would.

Can't spiders walk? Walk the hell out the exit and get out of my house.

That's not my point- You know what. I'm just going to kill you then.

With what? Oral sex? You're gonna bite me? Knock me out with your "spider" venom? Or you're just gonna give me HIV.

UUUUUGH. WHY AM I EVEN THE ONE HAVING TO DO THIS. I'M LEAVING.

Chop chop, make it hasty. Out of my house, woman!

Dude are you kidding me-