Geo: Do you love me?
Cole: We’re literally married.
Geo: Yeah, but as friends or—
Geo: Is something burning?
Cole, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you.
Geo: Cole, the toaster is literally on fire.
The toaster:
Cole: Look at me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth, Geo!
Geo: You can’t expect me to look into your eyes and be straight
Cole: Geo and I are no longer dating.
Geo: Cole, that’s a horrible way of telling the kids we’re getting married.
Cole: I truly go into housewife mode when I'm someone's soulmate- like, I'll make you pancakes and bacon every morning.
Geo: This is a lie.
Geo: I'm literally dating him. This is a lie.
Geo: HE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW HOW TO COOK A PANCAKE, WHAT IS THIS.
Cole: We both look very handsome tonight.
Geo: You know, if you'd just said that I looked handsome, I would have said, "So do you."
Cole: I couldn't take that chance.
Cole: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night?
Geo: It was autocorrect.
Cole: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."?
Geo: Yes.
Geo: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized.
Cole: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to his knees and sob while apologizing profusely*
Geo: That one. I want that one.
Geo: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.
Cole: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.
Geo: The stars are so beautiful...
Cole: They're just giant balls of gas.
Geo: You know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then-
Cole: And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you.
Geo: Oh...