i ain't the sharpest tool in the shed

“I have to prove how tough I am? Oh man. Alright. What do I have to do to prove I’m tough? Other then completely beat you up, that isn’t so nice. Even if I can totally do it.” 

“Easy, tiger. Nobody’s beating anyone up. If you’re so tough, lets arm wrestle then. That is if you’re up for the challenge.” 

“It’s your face! It’s very… young looking? No way, I’ll show you my ID if you show me yours!”

“Well, that’s not the comment I usually get when it comes to my face, but I guess it’s not the worst thing someone could say. Alright, you show me yours and I’ll show you mine. Sounds like a fair deal.” 

Surprised? Good. Geez. I knew I should have tried harder when it came to teaching you how to make them. You’re going to need me for the rest of your life otherwise. I leave again tomorrow night. 

Eh, you were a good teacher and all, I’m just a shit student. Maybe we can try again another time then. Hey, I wouldn’t argue with that, y’know. It’d be fun to keep ya around. That quick? Well, shit. 

Do you mean every day of my life.

I’ve seriously got to start hanging out with you more if that’s the case.

I realize I’m like a gorgeous mirage but I can pinch you if you’d like. Nope, just taking a quick trip home before we open. 

Such a sweet offer, but I think I’m good. Just surprised. Seriously? Gotta say, I’m sort of disappointed. I’m dying without your tacos.  When are you leaving again? 

“Well you look about 17. Hey! I happen to be 21, thank you very much.”

“Okay, no I know you’re messing with me. Seventeen? C’mon. Oh, yeah? I don’t believe it. You’re nineteen at most.”

“You seem like more of a clean cut… Wait, are you even old enough to be in a bar?”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. How old do you even think I am? If anything I should be the one asking you that question, little lady.” 

“Whoa, whoa. I can handle anything, Mr. warm-something-else. Hit me with your best shot.”

“Anything, huh? I dunno, I know you like to act tough and all, but I think you’re gonna have to try to convince me harder.” 

In the flesh, baby. 

Gotta say, I almost don’t believe it. Are ya back for good this time? 

“Didn’t think this was your kinda place.”

“Yeah? And why’s that?” 

Willow Knox? In the flesh? 

"You've got a warm heart."

“Oh, please, Miles. Do go on.”

“See, I would, but I don’t think you could handle it, Ellie.”