Separate names with a comma.
"Fine. You can make it yourself, but only after you clean.
"Stooop."
"Horror comedy."
"Diana. Clean it up and I'll make you cereal."
She flushed, smiling. "You are.."
"Babe."
"Scary Movie."
Francis stood before taking away the items. "Okay, clean it up now."
She grinned at him, her expression bright.
"Stop it."
"I'm not!"
He frowned. "At least clean up."
She grinned. "I love you."
She kissed his cheek. "Wonderful."
"Of course it is."
"That might be how mom does things, but I'm going to sit here and you have the knowledge that I'm mad at you.'
She grinned at him. "Oh, stop."
"I think she'll be fine."
"What about comedy horror?"
He sat down. "Yes, I am."
