I told you, we're just colleagues.
Trust me.
You let him ride the scooter,
so where am I supposed to sit?
I should be under the car,
not in it.
Look how sweet you two are.
You're just being too sensitive.
There's really nothing going on.
Sensitive?
You mean I'm overreacting?
I'm supposed to just pretend I didn't see it
and let you two have your way?
One person letting go
is better than three people tangled up.
Old man, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?