Amanda:
So, I've been thinking... 

Harry:
Yes?

Amanda:
If we're going to talk hobbies and such, we should get a move on with it. It occurred to me at lunch that we haven't discussed it yet.

Harry:
Eager, much?
This was you who hated me not too long ago!

Amanda:
I guess I'm just a really nice person, Harold.

Harry:
Uh-huh...

Amanda:
-_-

Harry:
What? ;)

Amanda:
... I swear to God, please stop sending me winky faces, you're creeping me out.

Harry:
Urgh, alright! God, you're so fussy, woman!

Amanda:
I am fussy, and you knew that already.

Harry:
I sure did! Ever since you unblocked me, and we've been talking, you've been pretty bitter.

Amanda:
I thought we agreed no more insults or mean comments towards one another?

Harry:
You called me a creep!

Amanda:
I said you were 'creeping' me out, not that you were a creep.

Harry:
...
Oh.
I knew that.

Amanda:
Sure, Harold, sure.

Harry:
So, hobbies?

Amanda:
Yes, hobbies.