direbeta:

{ Isaac } … oh, i’m sorry.
{ Isaac } would you rather come kill it for me, princess?

{ Lydia }  Well, if you can’t save yourself, what kind of princess would I be if I didn’t?
{ Lydia }  Or is this just a bid to get me to come over?

direbeta:

{ Isaac } … there’s a cricket in my room
{ Isaac } i’m not fucking about this life

{ Lydia } Aren’t you supposed to be the big bad werewolf?
{ Lydia }  Is a little cricket really going to do you in?
{ Lydia } I guess that I should start planning your funeral.

direbeta:

{ Isaac } scott and melissa are both home..
{ Isaac } so, yeah. yours is good. 
{ Isaac } be there in ten.
{ Isaac } should i pick up a lab coat? 

{ Lydia } Don’t worry about lab coats, I have plenty.
{ Lydia } Just leave your clothes at the door, okay?
{ Lydia } They’ll just get in the way of science.

direbeta:

{ Isaac } i might have to perform a few experiments of my own.
{ Isaac } you know, see how fast i can get you to beg. see how many times i can make you come in one night.
{ Isaac } i’m very into science.

{ Lydia } That’s an experiment that we can do over time.
{ Lydia } Personally, I favor the idea where I drive you insane with just the use of my fingertips until you’re begging me to put my mouth on you.
{ Lydia } But once again, all of this depends on one simple question– my place or yours?

direbeta:

{ Isaac } shouldn’t we discuss our hypothesis first?
{ Isaac } i mean, it’s for science.

{ Lydia } I’m not going to just drop to my knees and salute you.
{ Lydia } An experiment like this prefers more precision.
{ Lydia } And a bed larger than a twin size. Does my place better suit this experiment or does yours?

direbeta:

{ Isaac } my balls are a nice shade of skin-color.
{ Isaac } i can show you if you want.

{ Lydia } Sorry but we left show and tell behind in kindergarten.
{ Lydia } An experiment would be more apt, don’t you think?

direbeta:

{ Isaac } what’s the difference between snowmen and snowwomen?
{ Isaac } snowballs.

{ Lydia } God, no wonder you have blue balls.

direbeta:

{ Isaac } doubtful.
{ Isaac } i was promised coffee and pizza. i expect coffee and pizza. even homemade pizza.
{ Isaac } i do not cuddle. 

{ Lydia } They weren’t promises.
{ Lydia } Didn’t you promise to come back when you had a bike with an engine instead of a chain?
{ Lydia } Really? Well, I don’t supply coffee or pizza if you don’t cuddle.

direbeta:

{ Isaac } … yeah, i guess.
{ Isaac } pizza and coffee is not that much.
{ Isaac } i don’t cuddle.

{ Lydia } – He’ll notice your absence, I’m sure.
{ Lydia } How about coffee?
{ Lydia } Bullshit. If you don’t cuddle I don’t go to BHHS. 

direbeta:

{ Isaac } scott is going to kill me but i can’t fucking handle stiles and malia
{ Isaac } so deal, martin.
{ Isaac } though i still expect pizza and coffee.

{ Lydia } Really, I didn’t think that Scott would notice our absence. He’s got new betas anyways. 
{ Lydia } Now, you’re asking for too much.
{ Lydia } Can’t you just settle for cuddling with me instead?