Hey, you. Yeah, you.
Your shorts smell like hot dogs.
Don't tell me you don't have any treats.
Whaddya think, I'm stupid?
No, I don't want love instead.
No, I don't want your stupid face in my face.
I want the treat.
Look, I really am quite hungry and sad.
Can't you see that in my beautiful, sad, soulful, old eyes?
That's fine. Play dumb.
I've been at this game a long time, buddy.
And I got all night.