Laslow: Selena, my dove! My tired eyes are rejuvenated by the sight of you!
Selena: Ugh, You never learn, do you? You know, someday people are going to get sick of all this empty flattery of yours.
Laslow: What are you talking about? I speak only my true feelings.
Selena: Really. Your true feelings, huh?
Laslow: Just so! For example, I truly feel that you are the very image of loveliness.
Selena: You know what? No. This time I'm not going to just get upset. Nope...I'm going to give you a taste of your own medicine... Loverboy!
Laslow: Huh?
Selena: Hey there, baaaby.
Laslow: S-Selena? What are you doing?
Selena: Mmm-hmm. Momma thinks you'll do juuust fine. Let me feel those arms! Woo! Shivers! A big hunk like you is just what the healer ordered.
Laslow: Stop it, Selena... Please... No! Stop! Don't come any closer!
Selena: Aw, you're adorable when you're embarrassed, Lazzy. Me likey. Come on now, let's go get some tea baby. I promise it'll be...hot.
Laslow: P-please...no...more... You're making me very uncomfortable, Selena!
Selena: Oh, really? Never stops you, does it, you lunk? Gods I can't believe I just did that. I wanted to throw chunks.
Laslow: Ah...is it really that bad when I flirt? I never meant to make anyone feel like that...
Selena: Do you get it now? Throwing out all those empty compliments isn't nice. And even if they were welcome, you can't just play with people's hearts like that!
Laslow: But that was never my intention.
Selena: I don't care what your intentions are! It's not your intentions that matter. It's how the other person feels. Do you get it yet?
Laslow: OK! I'm sorry! I'll probably think about flirting in a slightly different way!