Episodio 8 : Seventeen candels

B: Do you like me?
C: Define "like"
B: You've got to be kidding me. I do not believe this.
C: How do you think i feel? I haven't slept, i feel sick like there is something on my stomach fluttering.
B: Butterflies? ... No, this is not happening.
C: Nobody it's more surprise or shamed that i am.
B: You know that i adore all of god's criatures and the metaphors they inspired, but this butterflies gotto be murder!