Lost your train of thought?
She just wants some attention.
No, she doesn't. She wants me to stop.
Yup. Ever since the squirt bottle fight.
When she fell?
Gotta admit, that's one hell of a bruise.
And she's been disrupting your locomotive, tender and caboose ever since?
David…your train of thought is awfully short.
I hate you.
I know…ain't it wonderful?