Ethan: (sweating profusely) I’m sorry I’m late, I had the worst trip over here.
Girlfriend: What happened?
Ethan: The subway broke down and it was like, 400 degrees down there. I was so frustrated, I wanted to punch someone.
Girlfriend: You were listening to death metal, weren’t you?
Girlfriend: Something like: “RAHHHHHHH, I’M GONNA KILL YOU, I’M GONNA KILL YOU! KILL THE BABY! EAT THE BABY!!! RAGHHHHHHH!”?
Ethan: (terrified) …Something like that, yeah.