Sansa and Jon

Daenerys: What? Not everyone likes Sansa.

Jon: Who doesn’t?

Daenerys: Well-

Jon: Don’t do that.

Sansa: What?

Jon: You think every time you say “Please? For me?” I’ll do whatever you want. Well, not this time.

Sansa: Please? For me?

Sansa: Um… Whatcha got there?

Jon: What? No, I would never.

Littlefinger: So you wouldn’t mind if I set her up-

Jon: You weren’t there. You didn’t hear what she said to me.

Tyrion: What did she say?

Jon: ‘What are you going to do, stab me?’

Sansa: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thanks for finding this!

Bran: My will to live! I haven’t seen this in years!

Jon: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!

Arya: Mental stability, my old friend!

Sansa: What are you doing?

Arya: Trying to cut the sexual tension between you two.

Sansa: I have this headache that comes and goes.

Jon: *walks into the room*

Jon: One, get the fuck away from Sansa.

Daenerys: My name is Daenerys.

Sansa: Oh, sorry. Anyways, Dandruff.

Daenerys: Daenerys.

Sansa: Right, my apologies. So, Dracula.

Daenerys: IT’S DAENERYS!