You again.
“You again.”
“You again.”
“That’s what you get for putting junk in MY box!”
And YES, she did really empty out that box of all its trash just so she could sit in it.
“How do I drive this?”
“You just got served”
“Is that for me???”
“YMCA cat dances for you”
“Are you still mad?”
“Whoa… Damn.”
“Oh god, where am I? No, wait. WHO am I, and WTF was I drinking?”
“What?!”