instances of shane, the worlds most jock, calling ilya baby:
âBaby, what time is it?â
âHuh? Hold on, baby, I canât hear you. Fuck, itâs loud in here.â
âFuck, Ilya, yes, like that, baby, just like that, fuckââ
âIlya, whatâsâ Are you crying? Whatâs wrong, baby, itâs okay, itâsâ Whatâs wrong? Please, tell me, whatâs wrong?â
âFuckinâ A, Rozanov! Yes, baby! Fuck, that was a good one. Câmere.â
âMm, baby, your feet are cold. Ah! Ilya, get your cold fucking feet off me. Put some socks on. Jesus.â
âHold on, Iâll ask himâ Baby, my mom wants to know if steak is good for dinner?â
âYour hair is so fluffy today. No, no, come back, let meâ Yes. Thank you, baby.â
âIlyusha. My baby. Ilyusha. Youâre so pretty. Donât laugh! Iâm being serious!â
âYouâre gonna have to skate better than that to beat me in the scoring race, baby, Iâm locked in this season.â
âFuck, baby, youâre burning up. No, asshole, I mean youâre sick. You canât go to practice like this, donât be fucking stupid.â
âUh, just a beer, please. Thank you, baby, thatâs perfect.â
âIlya, baby, you want a pretzel?â
âHi, baby. You looked good out there, that goal was fuckinâ insane.â