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
"Gimmie!"
August laughs a little August: Alright, alright...I was just gonna throw them out but if you wanna be a drama queen about it...
He hands Kat the pack of cigs
He pu the pack in his mouth
