"Why is there hot sauce packets and a travel size box of Q-tips in my car?"

"Um . . ."

"Runner?"

" . . . . "

"Runner?"

"I may or may not have scratched a parked car."

"Are you serious?! Is that why you were gone for two hours picking up pizza?!"

"It wasn't my fault though! They were parked extremely close!"

" . . . . "

" . . . . "

"Did you leave money again?"

" . . . . "

"Runner?"

"All I had was thirty-five bucks."

"That is it! You a never driving Paulette again. NEVER!"

"But I like driving your stick."

"Are you trying to talk dirty to me hoping I'll forgive you?"

"Is it working?"

" . . . . "

" . . . . "

"Yes."

"Love you babe."

"Love you too. Happy anniversary, Little Runner."

"Happy twelve months, three hundred and sixty-five days, nineteen hours, and thirty-two minute anniversary Demitri."

"Hurry your cute self up so I can eat."

"Mm, I love it when you talk dirty to me."

--   --   --A/N: Last update is tomorrow !! Prepare for the time jump ;)