*picture falls from Max’s bag. Chloe sees it* C: “ Wait, Max, a picture fell from–uh?! …Thanks, Max, nice shot!” M: “ What…?” C: “ I didn’t know you took a picture of me at the pool… I look hella sexy, here!” M: “ …Shit! Chloe, give it back!” C: “ Hahaha, no way! …Did you want to keep it for yourself?! You’re such a perv-nerd!” M: “ STOP IT, CHLOE, GIVE IT BACK! ” C: “ I could, but I want something in return… ” M: “ What the hell do you want?! ” C: “ I’ll give it to you and forget about it… but you have to kiss me. ” M: “ God, not again! ”
For some reason for Asian Americans it’s kinda a lose-lose situation. If you don’t laugh at it you’re too serious, and you have no sense of humour, or you’re taking things too personally. But then if you don’t say something, it builds up in you! It really builds a psyche that I really think you grow into as a person and I think that’s really, really dangerous. (…) I just don’t want people to think that who they are is funny.