"Ooh, Chanel! Gucci! Victoria's Secret! Oh my Lord, is that--no way! One Direction?! Eeeeep!" Dave yells imitating a girly squeal. "CAN YOU SHUT UP?! I'M TRYING TO HAVE SEX WITH THIS GIRL!" Max yelled from the other room. "You're not having sex with me!" Belle yelled. "I meant the other one. The one that can't stop looking down." "Jesus Christ, mamasita, what's your name again?" "Maya." "Dayum, baby, are you hot salsa?" "Dave be quiet," Connor mutters annoyed. "Anyone up for a pop tart?" Jade asks as she finally looks up. "Me! Me!" Connor and Dave yell as Max pushes them and grabs the pop tarts. "You guys are fucking animals."