"Let's play Cops and Robbers," said Tom friskily.

"it's been a while", he said quietly.

"That's my favorite comic!" she said animatedly.

"My last bottle of booze is gone," said Tom dispiritedly.

"Ventilate the upper story!" said Tom fanatically.

"I'm sorry I crushed your tomato" said Tom with a red face.

"But I made salsa with it." he added hotly.
"I hope it doesn't give you gas" she replied beezily.

"Don't go in there" said Tom vacantly.
"What was that?" gasped Nicole.

"You've got fruit filling on your nose," she said tartly.

"A tomato is a fruit," he said categorically.

"I don't care what you say, I'm going out for a few drinks with the girls!" she said, spiritedly.
"Fine, just no dancing on the bar!" he countered.

"I wonder where he gets his inspiration," she mused...
(or even, "Where do you get your inspiration?" she mused, breathily.)

"It's a suitable punishment for a dip", Tom said off-handedly.

"What do you mean you almost flunked math?" said Tom degradingly.

"I mean, I just don't understand division," she responded fractiously

"The only thing I'm really good at is sums," she added.

"Look! The clumsy oaf just fell off his bicycle!" she said deridingly.

Seeing the woman, he said Derridingly, "That seems to be some D-construction!"

"Just a minute; I have to lock up this perp I caught!" said the cop deliberately.

deliberately

ouch.

Yeah. Nice one!

Good one, wofa!


"I will not wax your car again," Tom rebuffed.

"My love is wider than the Sea of Tranqulity," said Tom moonily.

"Welcome to the Carribean," Captain Ethyl shouted stormily.