Vylad: Hey Dante, lets go to-
Zane: *kicks down door, knee slides across room and through a wall, ends up perched on yoga ball holding a pumpkin and three cans of sprite*
Zane: THE BEACH, BEACH, LETS GET AWAY, THEY SAY, WHAT THEY GONNA SAY, HAVE A DRINK, CLINK, FOUND THE BUD LIGHT, BAD BITCHES LIKE ME ARE HARD TO COME BY
Vylad: even mom isn't this dramatic