Separate names with a comma.
"I've created a monster."
"I'm dying."
He considered his hand before poking her nose.
She looked around before standing on a nearby recycling bin, pulling herself up to the roof.
She flushed but laughed, shaking her head and setting down her tea. "You're biased."
"You figured it out."
"I can see noises."
"Hush."
Petra was fuming as she approached the road. That idiot was going to get himself killed.
"Now you've got it."
"My heart is pounding."
"Mmm... hm?"
She flushed immediately, looking down at him. "What?"
"That's right."
"It's... a lot."
(Zoop?)
He stuck his entire hand in the pot.
She looked down at him affectionately, kissing the top of his head. "Good morning."
"Boop."
"It makes my heart race."
