[ Chloe's not gonna miss this a second time, at last, and she goes to reach out to grab her wrist to try and stop her from continuing to to eat even more cookie. ]

An hour, maybe. You just gotta metabolize it. And I'm not gonna let you end up even sicker because you don't know how to pace yourself, moron.

[ She shoves a peanut butter cup into her hand. ]

Munch on this if you're so snacky.

[ And it all gets immediately followed up with a quick middle finger, even if lots of practice is... probably true. ] I don't need romance. It's overrated.