Pyrrha, drunk: I love you *hiccup* more.
Yang, equally as drunk: Nuh Uh! I love y— *hiccup* you more~
Pyrrha: That’s not possible, because I love you this much. *spread out arms wide*
Yang: Well I love you this much *spread out arms equally as wide*
Weiss, growing a headache: Wow, you see that? You guys love each other equally the same amount. Isn’t that wonderful? Now stop arguing.
Pyrrha, drunk mind thinking:.....
Yang, drunk mind thinking:......
Pyrrha: Well I still love you more!
Yang: That’s not even *hiccup* possible, p-p money. I love you the most!
Pyrrha: Oh yeah? I love you so much that I can do 100 push ups for you!
Yang: Well I love you so much *hiccup* that I can do 200 push-ups for you!
Yang: I can do 1000, cause I love you the most!
Pyrrha: I can do infinite push ups!
Pyrrha: That’s not poss— *hiccup* possible!
Yang: Yes it is! Watch! *abrubtly crouches down and starts doing push ups*
Pyrrha: Oh not you don’t missy! I’m going to beat you! *falls into a push up stance before she starts as well*
Weiss, staring at her two drunken friends:..........
Yang, doing push ups: Youre going to lose!
Pyrrha, doing push ups: Nu— *burp* Nuh Uh! You’re going down because I love you the most!
Weiss:.......what the fuck is going on?!
Blake, completely sober:.......*feigns drunkeness* I can do 2000 thousand push ups for you, honey.
Weiss, blushing: Don’t start!