"No."
August sighs
August: ...why not?
"You're mine.."
August: Ohhhh...ok...well does that mean you're mine?
"...yeah."
August: Alright...but you don't have to carry me everywhere...I can walk just fine...
"Fine.."
August: Thank you sweetheart...
He kisses Kat
"Hmph.."
He put August down
August: Ok...um...oh!
He walks over to the kitchen and pulls a pack of cigs out of one of the cabinets
