"What do you want?"
Jordan glared at Kate.
"I don't have all day Jordan. What do you want? Do you deliver pizza now?"
"No I don't."
Jordan stormed off.
"Whatever. Ooh a pizza sounds good."
Clyde came out of the bathroom wearing a towel.
"I could eat. Who were you talking to?"
"Oh no one important."
"Let me know when the food's coming. I'm going to go dye my pubes."