Ben and Sandree and making out in a truck. Necking turns into heavy petting, clothes are coming off. They are ready to intercourse one another.
Ben: God I wanna sleep with you for a year.
You smell like trout.
Ben: Baby, wait. I want our first time to be special.
Ben: Don't "Shh" me. I'm serious. Look at us. We're in a truck in the middle of nowhere. This isn't how I imagined it.
Sandree: But look outside, it's so snowy! You love snow don't you?
Ben: Obviously. Look at me.
Sandree: Okay. So let's steam up car and melt the ice off of the windshield
like in Titanic.
Ben: I don't watch movies. Why did we have to drive out to nowhere to make animal love to each other?
Sandree: Shut up and rape me.
Ben: No. Stop. Come on. I'm serious.
(A red truck drives up and parks next to the car)
Ben: Who is that?
Ben: Who the hell is Clevin?
Ben: ARE YOU FUCKING SHITTING ME?!
Sandree: Please. Just
get out of the car, I need to get my clothes on.
Ben: It's freezing out there!
Sandrar: NOW, Ben!
Ben: (Getting out of the car) This is unreal
Clevin: What's goin on here?
(Clevin walks up to the car pissed, Ben shuffles to the other side of the car)
Ben: I dunno dude, it's not what it looks like.
Clevin: Really?! Cuz it looks a lot like a Polar bear was fucking my girlfriend, bro.
Ben: Okay, that's pretty accurate actually.