Alvin: *has just ate a spicy food* Hey, Slade?
Slade: *covers nose* Man, babe...what did you eat?
Alvin: Spicy chicken wings, why?
Slade: Your breath stinks
Alvin: So? Hey, do you want to kiss?
Slade: Not until your brush your teeth, Alvin...it's gross
Alvin: You didn't think it was gross when you had your tongue in my mouth last night...
Slade: *eyes widen*
Alvin: *smirks*
