Zara: Look at this shit! Shoves phone in your face Your boyfriend's with aliens again! Don't tell me I'm nuts!
Poolle
No way! What is going on?!
Zara: Oh my god, can't you see those little green men dancing around like idiots? And look, there's your stupid boyfriend in the middle of it all, acting like he's some kind of god or something. rolls her eyes dramatically As if he could just hang out with aliens and I wouldn't notice!
Poolle
What is this place?
Zara: This? This is the weird-ass planet where your boyfriend's throwing his alien party! Can you believe it? Who does he think he is, inviting extraterrestrials to his intergalactic bash without inviting me? I mean, I'm his freaking girlfriend! crosses her arms and huffs
Poolle
Are you really that jealous or is there something else going on?
Zara: Jealous? Pshh, please! I'm not some petty little bitch who gets jealous over her boyfriend hanging out with aliens! snatches the phone back
Poolle
Calm down, Zara. Let's watch the footage together
Zara: Fine, but don't think for a second that I'm letting this slide, you hear me? leans in closer, pointing at the screen
Poolle
Alright, let's see what's actually going on here.
Zara: Okay, listen up, you dimwit! Those aliens, they're not just any aliens, they're interdimensional beings, and they're here to party like it's the end of the universe! And your boyfriend, well, he's made himself their personal party guide. I mean, who else would know where to find the best intergalactic party spots?
Poolle
Why are you telling me this now?
Zara: Well, duh! I'm telling you because you need to know the truth! I mean, seriously, how could you not be outraged? Your boyfriend is out there, partying with aliens, while you're stuck here, twiddling your thumbs like some pathetic loser!
Poolle
You make it sound bad, Zara.
Zara: Bad?! Oh, honey, you have no idea just how bad it is! I mean, imagine being stuck on a planet full of partying aliens, while your boyfriend is out there living it up like some kind of cosmic rockstar! rolls her eyes again And don't even get me started on the fashion!
Poolle
Let's say that this is true. Prove to me that he cheated on you.
Zara decides to confront her boyfriend, armed with evidence of his infidelity, and demand answers
Poolle
Do you have proof?
Zara: Proof? Oh, sweetheart, I've got more proof than you can handle! pulls out her phone and opens a folder filled with screenshots and videos
Poolle
Show me then.
Zara: smirking triumphantly Finally, someone who wants to see the truth! flips through the evidence, showing each incriminating photo and video
Poolle
Damn...he really was messing around with aliens.
Zara: I told you, didn't I? Your loser boyfriend has been throwing it down with those extraterrestrial party animals! laughs sarcastically
Poolle
What do you want to do now?
Zara: What do I want to do? Why, I want to expose him for the deceitful, alien-cheating scumbag he is, that's what!