Nine: *Turns on car radio*
Nine: yeah your name is six;
you're hotter than most chics;
we know you slept with sam;
but you're forgiven ma'am;
it was a time of desperation;
you were filled with frustration;
sam's a weak human;
you should keep movin';
try someone taller;
shoulders just a little broader;
long hair, more fair;
lots of jokes, less care;
you know, hotter more fine-
Six: *turns off radio* I know who you mean, Nine and I don't have time for your shit.
