“Lee. Lee. Why are you poking me? Lee. Okay, okay, fine! I won't say it! I won't say it anymore!” He shouldn't have in the first place, but Jesus Christ, everything just keeps coming out of his mouth. It's much worse than usual. Any second now he'll say something really terrible. Hopefully it'll be to a complete stranger and not his girlfriend.
“Hey, I did an ad like that once,” he says, pointing at her foot. At least he's easily distracted.