THE PURPLE TEXT IS LESS IRRATIONAL THAN THE RED TEXT.
TT: I'm lifting the car up to the balcony. EB: whoa, ok. TT: Once it is up, retrieve the game. Then I'll put it back down on the driveway. EB: but the door is locked! TT: Then break a window. EB: but it's my dad's car :( TT: It's just a window, and this is sort of an emergency. TT: Otherwise I promise I'll handle the car with velvet gloves. EB: alright.