Girl: I like boxes.
Boy: Oh yeah?
Boy: All kinds of boxes?
Girl: Some kinds of boxes.
Boy: If I ever buy you something, I'll be sure to make it a box.
Boy: What would you want in the box?
Boy: How do you put secrets in a box?
Girl: I don't know.
Boy: You don't?
Girl: I do.
Girl: I can't tell you.
Boy: Why's that?
Girl: I can hold the world in my hand.
Boy: Way to change the subject. How is that possible?
Girl: The world is small.
Boy: The world is huge!
Girl: No, the world is the size of an apple.
Boy: An apple is only part of the world!
Girl: But isn't that part the world?
Boy: You don't make sense.
Girl: I make everything.
Girl: You don't understand.
Boy: Of course I don't understand, you're just crazy.
Girl: No, I'm normal. You're crazy.