Sully: Move over. Now.

Noah: No and you can't make me.

Sully: *growls* Please.

Noah: No.

Sully: *huffs and lays on him* You're lucky Emma's sleeping.

Noah:  Or what?

Sully: I would.. Shush your face? *blushing lightly*

Noah: With your lips? Oh you naughty-

Sully: No! *embarrassed*

Noah: Oooh~ With your dic-

Sully: No! *goes red and covers his mouth* You're such a perv.