Bed talk

L. So I know I was supposed to go home now, but do you mind if I just hang out here and stay the night?
R. Nope. You have to go home.
L. ...
R. Yeah, like I'm going to turn down warm bootie.
L. Well...don't expect anything tonight cause I'm pooped.
R. Damn.

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R. What is wrong with you? Dead people must have to have warmer hands!
L. Do we really want to test this theory?

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L. You are not to get me chocolate for Valentine's Day.
R. What, you don't want to get any fatter?
L. Did you call me fat?
R. Damn.