"How did you find my address?"

"Well...You told me at the park, didn't you? You pointed out your house." She struggles on your grip.

"Let. Me. Go." She looks at you with an angry expression.

"Aren't we going on a date?" You ask.

"NO! Let me go, please!" She struggles again.

"Why should I? I want to go on a date!" You grip her arm harder.

"Ow!! Stop it!" She bites you.

"Ouch! Hey! If you don't go on a date with me, I'll have to rip your arm out!" You keep a firm grip.

"Ugh--! No..Stop!" She tries to pull out.

You let go. She stands there silently.

"Hey, I was just kidding." You smile.

She looks at you with an innocent face. Then she goes furious! SA-LAP!