Cascade: Heh, you’re smart. I’m just lucky I got such a babe like her. Smokin.

Blaze: Yeah… As much as I’d love to stay in chat, it’s getting late, and I need to go home. I’d advise you do as well.

Cascade: Alright, alright, I’m going.

Blaze: Good.

Dusk: Is this your way of asking me to the dance?

Blaze: Can you get your hand out of my face?

Dusk: How about you answer my question?

Blaze: Well, I was planning on asking you. You know, as friends.

Dusk: I don’t see why not. It’s not like we have anyone else to go with.

Blaze: Uh-huh.