Jane: *huffs in and slams the door behind her* I can’t believe that Jake! First he forgets my birthday, and now he’s managed to get me stuck god-knows-where! *grumbles* I am so done with his shit. Dave: No one warned me that their would be a shitstorm brewing today. Woah. I better go find the cellar before I get blow away. I don’t want to have to go find the wizard at the end of the yellow brick road. Jane: Oh shut it! I don’t nee- *startled* Dirk? Dave: Yes. That is me. I am Dirk. Jane: No… That can’t be right. Dirk is taller… Dave: Excuse me. Did you just imply I’m short? You may be taller than me, but I assure you I- Jane: He sounds different too… *sighs* Dave: Now listen up, I. Am. Not. Dirk! My name is Dave! D-A-VE. Jane: *groans* Dave: Now, I don’t know if you noticed, but you walked in on a bit of Strider and Mr. Hand personal time. Jane: Eww… Dave: Ew? I assure you it is not ew at all. Jane: *sighs* One self-centered guy to the next. Dave: I am not self-centered. I am as giving as a tree. In fact, I’m so giving, I’m going to give you something nice too. Happy fucking whatever it is. Jane: *confused* well… It is my birthday! Dave: Then happy fucking birthday to you! Jane: *pulled onto the bed* ooof! *quiet moans* Dave: H-hang on… *voice actor’s choice* Got it. Jane: *whimpers* Ah! That f-feels strange… *moans* Dave: It will be a- FUCK! *Heavy breathing* Jane: Ahh *bed creaking noises mixed with pants and moans* Dave: Holy- *orgasm/improv* Jane: *orgasm/improv* Dave: uh… So, happy birthday? Jane: It’s Jane. And that was the best present yet.