Alvin: *takes out cookies*
Slade: What are you doing, babe?
Alvin: Making cookies, why?
Slade: *comes closer* I want one
Alvin: No Slade, not yet
Slade: *grunts* Can I at least have something sweet?
Alvin: Fine. What do you want to eat?
Slade: You *kisses Alvin*
