Hi. Hi, Needy! Enough with this screaming. You’re such a cliche. Get out! But we always share your bed when we have slumber parties. I’m not gonna bite you. How may you own that t-shirt? What the fuck is happening? My God, Needy! I have never heard you drop the F-bomb before. You! I saw you! I saw you! Slow down, tardy slip. You sound like a sped. I’m gonna call the police. Oh, okay! Why don’t you narc me out. I’ve the cops in my back pocket, Needy. I’m fucking a cadet, remember? What you want from me? Just only explain some things to you. Besides, best friends don’t keep secrets. Right?