Saten: So, in conclusion, I believe the painful sensation felt after passing a meal of spicy chillies is proof that the rectum does possess the sense of taste.

Trixie: ... I concur, but you changed the subject. What are we doing for hearts and hoove's Day?

Saten: ... Oh, you caught that, did you?

Trixie: Come on Saten, you know I can only be here for so long., It was part of the deal... And I don't remember the last time you even did anything romantic?

Saten: Sure I do.. I got you that flower.

Trixie: It was Poison Joke.

Saten: How was I suppose to know that!?

Trixie: It had a sign saying it was Poison Joke.

Saten: ... Well, I... I went to your show.

Trixie: Yes, and you beaten up my manager just for telling me I did a good job.

Saten: God! There's just no pleasing you!

Trixie: Saten.. You know I love you.. But I'm just saying., try being a bit more of a gentlemen.

Saten: Fine. I'll try..

Waiter: Here's the bill.

Saten: Alright.. (starts leaving) Thanks for paying Trixie.

Trixie: (sighs).