Tim: *Typing rapidly on his laptop* Danny: *dreamy sigh* Look at him. He's so sophisticated. Jazz: He is cute. Do you think he's a novelist? Danny: Maybe. Or he has a big, important corporate job. Jazz jokingly: Maybe he's some big shot CEO. Why don't you go over there and ask if he needs a sexy secretary? Danny: Oh, shut up. Let a man dream without making fun of him for it. I do wonder what he's up to. It has to be something important; look at the concentration on his face. Tim writing a death threat to Jason: If you ever touch my room again, I will put you back into that grave myself. Jason typing back: Just for that, I'm going to move everything one inch again, but some items will be to the right and others to the left. Tim: I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN FOR SPORT
