Flambae: "With all due respect (which is none)-"
Robert: "Not this again..."
Flambae: "-You know you're not my type."
Robert: "Well, you're not my type either."
Flambae: "Wait, how the fuck am I not your type, bitch??"
Robert: "'Cause I like them a little more rugged than you."
Flambaee: *mouth open in offense* "I'm rugged!! I'm so rugged!"
Robert: "You're not rugged."
Flambae: "I am very rugged!"
Robert: *looks him up and down* "Look at you. You're not rugged."
Flambae: *Fuming* "How am I not rugged? What, because I'm not wearing fucking flannel in 80° weather? You fucking dumb bitch."
Robert: *shrugs in his flannel* "Listen to yourself right now. You're too angry, you fly off the handle, I don't like that."
Flambae: *hands in the air* "That's a very rugged thing to do!"
*Prism starts whheeze laughting*
Flambae: *ignoring her* "This isn't rugged for you???"
Robert: *sigh* "Flambae, you don't even want me."
Flambae: "I don' not want you, no."
Robert: "Then why do you need me to-"
Flambae: "I want you to want me-"
Sonar: *singing* "I want you to want me!"
Prism, joining in: "I need you to need me!"
*The whole team starts laughing*