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[[Sharon and Fooker are continuing their conversation while seated on the floor of the GPF server room. Sharon has mentioned "the next level", and Fooker is... responding.]]
Fooker: [angrily] Oh, no you di'int...
Sharon: Look, I know how you feel about it, but we haven't talked about it since...
Fooker: OH, NO YOU DI'INT!

Sharon: I'm not trying to pressure you into anything! I just think we should reconsider talking about--
[[Fooker tries to scuttle away, but Sharon follows him.]]
Fooker: Don't you DARE use the M-word!

Sharon: [pleading] Fooker, please! We're both rational adults in a committed relationship! If we can't talk about this...
[[Fooker has his fingers stuffed in his ears.]]
Fooker: TRA LA LA! LA LA LA LA!

Sharon: [dryly, breaking the fourth wall] Obviously I was sadly mistaken about the "rational adult" part.
Fooker: [shouting, covering his ears, signing the theme song to "The Banana Splits"] FLIPPIN' LIKE A PANCAKE, POPPIN' LIKE A CORK! FLEAGLE, BINGO, DROOPER & SNORK!