Jaune: Here ya go babe, coffee and a little cupcake.
Pyrrha: Oh thank you Jaune! *Looks at the little cupcake.* Awww, and this little cake is so cute! Aww, it’s so small and round, it’s adorable. Oh the little bunny face in icing on top? Don’t you just want to cuddle it and take it home? Oh I could just eat you up! *Suddenly grows sad, clearing her throat awkwardly.*
Jaune: You personified an inanimate object and upset yourself again didn’t you?
Pyrrha, sighing: Yeah. I have to stop doing that, first it was Henry my pen who ran out of ink, then it was Larry my bite-size sandwich, Milo and Akouo... You don’t think it’s weird do you?
Jaune: You gave a cupcake a name and a personality in three seconds flat, then got upset cos you’re gonna eat it. Yes, you’re crazy. *Smiles at her pout.* But you’re adorable crazy.
Jaune: Fuck you, Yang. Should've heard your mom last night, she sounded like a window closing on a Tonkinese cat's tail. She sounded like 'AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH'
Blake: Fuck you, Jaune!
Jaune: Fuck you, Blake. Should've heard your mom last night, she sounded like my great aunt when I pull a surprise visit. She was like 'OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH'
Yang: FUCK YOU, JAUNE!
Jaune: Fuck you, Yang. Your mom sneaky gushed so hard she bucked me off the waterbed last night. Don't tell her I was thinking about Blake's mom the entire time.
Blake: FUCK YOU, JAUNE!
Jaune: Fuck you, Blake. Your mom ugly cried because she left the lens cap on the camcorder last night, it's fuckin' amateur hour over there.