Hey, smartass, why don't you try holding my attention without pissing me off for more than five minutes, maybe you'd learn something.

[ Huffing, Steve heads into his kitchenette to pour himself a glass of water, needing something to do and wanting the taste of beer out of his mouth. ]

If your grand plan to seduce me was turning up with a half-assed jealous apology, congrats. Real deep.

[ To use Billy's words. ]