Im in bold.

“What do you want to eat? Want me to go to my moms and get some progresso soup for you?”

“Just leave me alone about it.I just ate some fettucini alfredo.” 

“Am I being annoying?”

“Yup.”

“Well what am I supposed to do? I guess im gonna talk a walk until youre in a better mood.”

“Oh please dont give me that pity party bullshit. Poor Soda, Poor Soda. His life is so hard.” (Then I started to pout in a really obnoxious way while looking right at him)

“How bout you shut up and go make me a cheese sandwhich.” 

“Ok.  I will. One slice of cheese or two?”

“Did you just call me a bitch under your breath?” 

“No!!! No I didnt!!! Please stop making stuff up now. Are you still PMSing?”

“Yeah. It doesnt just happen for two days, dumbass” 

“Well I dont know what its like. Ive never even asked anyone.”