Jyn Erso: Are you ready to hand over the plans yet?

Orson Krennic: STOP. ASKING. EVERY. FORCEDAMNED. DAY.

Jyn Erso: I CANT. ITS POSSESSED MY SOUL

Orson Krennic: I'll possess your soul

Jyn Erso: Whag

Orson Krennic: Whag? Seriously, where did you learn to text?

Jyn Erso: WHAT

Orson Krennic: What what?

Jyn Erso: Please don't possess my soul. I like my soul the way it is

Orson Krennic: ... what the Bantha

Jyn Erso: I don't want to be stuck thinking about you every two seconds

Orson Krennic: Like the Death Star plans?

Jyn Erso: If you were the death plans I would have already gotten into you!

Orson Krennic: That sounds so wrong. I'm out.

Jyn Erso: What did I say?

Jyn Erso: oh

Jyn Erso: Ew

Jyn Erso: Krennic? U there??

Jyn Erso: Okay. I'll try to get those plans later.

Orson Krennic: Don't you dare.