Your calculations aren't right though. You only went nutso once and chased me through the rafters. Then everyone lived at Liz's place. It was like a sleep over. Only none of us talked about boys or did each other's hair. Liz and Tasha may have. I'm not sure. Pffft. Like that was a big loss. You were down one idiot with a bow.
Well, I'm neither a God nor a Demi-God. I'm the world's greatest marksman tm but that's about it.
Lessee how can we get you off the crazy train and back into the real world...