Kay's thoughts came back to the present as Mark's face was suddenly close to hers.
However, before she could say anything, Lance's arm streaked across and his hand planted itself right on Mark's face. With a shove, he pushed Mark back and said nonchalantly, "Behave."
"Ew ew ew ew," Mark complained, and got up, "Your hand is so sticky! How could you do that!"
Lance looked at his greasy hands in disgust as well, "Now I've got to wash my hands again."
He sighed as he got up, while Mark pointed a finger at him, "You're the one that smeared my beautiful face with your burger-greased hands first! I'm going to lock the door!!"
With that, he turned and ran to the bathroom, Lance hot on his heels.
