Turner: Both?
Poppy: So you’ve never gotten into a fight on the ice?
Turner: I didn’t say that LOL
Turner: I’ve definitely thrown my fair share of punches. I’m talking about…calling Cash out on his bullshit, for example. I could do better telling him to his face to shut the fuck up sometimes when he’s running his mouth.
Poppy: In your defense, that would turn into your full-time job.
Turner: Touché.
Poppy: What about being direct? What did you mean by THAT?
Turner: I… I’d rather not get into that.
Poppy: Why?
Turner: Because. You’re my roommate. I don’t want shit to go south.
Poppy: And what do you mean by THAT?!
Turner: I mean. If I was direct, I would tell you I had fun spending time with you today, and I want to do it again. And if I was being direct, I would tell you… I liked falling asleep with you last night. And I dreamt about you.
Poppy: You dreamt about me???
Turner: Yes.
Poppy: …
Poppy: AND????
Turner: I’m NOT giving you details.
Poppy: Why? Was it a dirty dream?
Turner: …
Turner: Maybe.
Poppy: Maybe? That’s not an answer.
Turner: Fine. Yes.
Poppy: How dirty?
Turner: Poppy…
Poppy: Oh, come on. You can’t just drop that and not give me anything.
Turner: Yes I can.
Turner: Let’s just say… you weren’t wearing much.
Poppy: Oh? And what were YOU doing?
Turner: I was touching you.
Poppy: Is that so…
