Becky: Okay, go long. A little longer, little longer.
Luke: You’re not gonna get it to me if I go any longer!
Becky: I have an awesome arm, okay?!
Luke: Hit me. [Becky throws, Luke catches] Oh, there ya go.
Becky: See! Don’t make me tackle you! [Luke tackles her, they kiss] Unfair size advantage.
"My heart wants roots. My mind wants wings. I cannot bear their bickerings."