Frozen

Diablo: Get underneath the covers. It’s toasty.

Phoenix: It has to be 25 degrees in here.

Diablo: I am underneath the covers and I would appreciate you not stepping on me.

Phoenix: Oh, that was you? I’m just trying to find the warm spot.

Diablo: I’m trying to sleep. It is going to be a long, dark, cold night. Your ears are going to freeze if you don’t get underneath.

Phoenix: If I keep walking all over her, she’ll get up and turn on the heat. And it keeps me warm.

Diablo: You are driving me crazy. Lay down or I’ll have to swat you a good one.

Phoenix: It will take you ten minutes to find your way out from underneath that nest of blankets.