Killer:Go where? I thought we were gonna sext?
Jilly:Can’t. Told Caroline I’d help cut the cake.
Killer:Bent is literally standing over the cake with a knife.
Jilly:It looks like he’s about to murder the poor thing.
Killer:It looks like he lost the Super Bowl and wants to punish the ball.
Jilly:I’m going to tell Cap you’re making fun of his wife’s cake.
Killer:You wouldn’t dare.
Jilly:No. Then he’d be the one with the knife, standing over something, looking insane.
Killer:Meet me in the bathroom?
Jilly:Ooooo. Real-time sex? How scandalous.
Killer:Is that a yes?
Jilly:How about this? You help me get this party moving…and the moment we get home, I’ll drop to my knees for you.
Killer:Enticing. Keep going.
Jilly:Nice try.
Killer:I love you.
Jilly:I love you more.