!BAAANG!
Sullivan pounded the table.
"LILY! CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND?! I'M NOT A SUBJECT!!" Sullivan shouted, fuming, while glaring at Lily, who's sitting nonchalantly opposite of him.
Seeing this, Lily just shrugs, not caring that the other party is about to burst out of frustration because of her.
"Of course, you are a SUBJECT." Lily insisted. "A subject to my love."
Sullivan: "...." 'How am I suppose to react to that?'