“We’re just gonna have to agree to disagree.” He says, wiping a few sprinkles off the side of his mouth.
“That doesn’t even make sense!” She yells with frustration. “You can’t disagree with facts because they’re...facts.”
“You’re entitled to your opinion, and I’m entitled to mine.” He says and folds his napkin into a swan.
“It’s not an opinion, you dumbass!” She draws in air. “I go get coffee for, like, ten seconds. The cat hasn’t moved. You ate my donut!”
“If that’s what you think, that’s on you!” He says and stabs the swan with his teaspoon.
Music pairing: Facts by H.E.R.