Face it, Genius. You've been played.

               ”Whatever, Flynn.                  Her number’s probably fake, anyways.                  As if you could get a date.”

              "I do better than you think, chum.                Better than you on any day."

                       ”Yeah, a ‘bugger’ named Caroline who was giving you her number.”

                 "No wonder you nearly lost that fight; you were too busy snooping on my business."

                “He was on top of me and I was screaming for you!”

               "Listen, mate, I was preoccupied with a bugger of my own.                 I can't always save your ass."

                 ”Ha ha. Why couldn’t you have helped me out, you jerk?”

                "I was under the impression that you had him under control."

"Tch," she scoffed, spotting the fire hydrant he’d mentioned, though she’d parked well away from it. "Bastard."

It wouldn't be fun for her, but that was the point.

[msg; harry] I hear it’s nice this time of year.

[msg; harry] this isn’t funny

           I SAID S MILE

                  yOU RE CR AZY

   ”Maybe if you could just shut the hell up for a second I’d be better off.”

       "I don't think so, chum. I'd rather not do you any favors."

   ”—-Oh, god. Here come the headaches again.”

         "Need something for that?"

   ”—-The king of shit?”

       "Hard of hearing, mate? They say that's the first to go with old age."

  “—-I’m tired of your shit, Flynn.”

         "Big words from the king of shit."