DOUG: WELL, I GOTTA GET BACK TO THE GRILL.
DOUG: IF YOU EVER WANT TO SHARE MORE LIKE THAT WITH ME...
DOUG: WELL I'M NOT REALLY GOING ANYWHERE, AM I? HAHA!
MAJE: NO YOU ARE NOT!
MAJE: BYE BYE!
JAME: WHY COULDN'T I STOP YOU...?
MAJE: JAAAAAAME.
MAJE: HOW MANY TIMES MUST WE RETREAD THIS SIMPLE FACT?
MAJE: YOU. GAVE ME. YOUR HEAD.
MAJE: THAT MEANS YOUR BRAIN.
MAJE: IT IS MY BRAIN NOW AND I CHOOSE WHAT TO DO WITH IT.
MAJE: AND JUST NOW I CHOSE TO MAKE UP A SILLY POEM.
MAJE: I HAVE NEVER MADE A POEM BEFORE I JUST MADE ALL OF THAT UP RIGHT NOW!
MAJE: DO YOU THINK IT WAS GOOD?
JAME: KIND OF...
JAME: STOP CHANGING THE SUBJECT
JAME: WHY DID MY HAND JUST GO RIGHT THROUGH YOU?
MAJE: BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT REALLY THERE!
MAJE: YOU ARE HERE. IN HERE.
JAME: I DON'T KNOW IF I'VE EVER BEEN IN THERE
MAJE: THAT IS VERY INTERESTING!
JAME: ...HOW SO?
MAJE: IN THE WAY WHICH MEANS I AM BEING VERY SARCASTIC. IT IS VERY BORING AND I DON'T CARE.