mary, running to their room: FUCK FUCK FUCK marisa there's a huge cockroach in the kitchen
mary: yes and it is HUGE I'm fine with confronting the wee little smaller ones but this one? holy mother of god.
marisa, confidently: well I doubt the situation is that dire. Leave it to me. What can't I do after all?
*marisa gets out of bed and walks to the kitchen. a few seconds pass and she comes back running to the room and slams the door behind her*
mary: well, how did the almighty marisa coulter deal with the monster?
marisa, interrupting her: well, dr. malone, what are you doing standing there?
marisa: you're the lesbian in this relationship so it is YOUR duty to-
mary: oh my god marisa. okay I'll get the broom, you get the insecticide.