1: You should try and be happier.

2: You should try and not earn yourself a hand slappy! [Slaps him across the face.]

1: I get the point, but did you really need to hit me? My face is going to be all red now.

2: Pain is gain, red is bread.

1: Maybe I need to have doc take a look and see if you gave me a concussion, because I could swear that what you said made absolutely no sense.

2: Love seldom makes sense, it’s just something that is.

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