Jeff: *sobs in the backseat*
Zoila: *smiles devilishly at first, but realizes that she should apologize and sighs* Jeff, I just wanted you to know that--
Jeff: RRRAAAWWWRRR!!! *leaps up at the driver's seat and tries to wring Zoila's neck* I'M GONNA FUCK YOU UP, BITCH!
Zoila: Get off me! *elbows Jeff in the groin and steers the car towards Worsley Old Hall, albeit through sidewalks, traffic, and buildings*
Jeff: Nobody talks to Jeff Priestly like that! You will PAY for your attitude! *bites Zoila's arm*
Zoila: Aaahh! Motherfu--*hits Jeff on the head with a frying pan*
Jeff: *grabs the wheel and makes the car do a barrell roll* If I'm gonna die, you're going down with me, bitch!
Zoila: Ay dios mio! *starts reciting the Lord's prayer in Spanish*












