"It's two people working together to pull off a bigger prank than either one could manage on their own," Dave said as he flicked his fingers against Terezi's shoulder and dropped the remote control on John's head. "You, stop making everything sound more complicated than it really is just to annoy him, and you, stop playing dumber than you really are just to piss her off. Also, congratulations, you just pulled off a successful cahootship -- at least assuming your goal was to drive everyone else out of the room so you could carry on your disgusting pitch-flirting in echoing isolation -- and on that note, no gross biological fluids on the couch, other people have to sit there, and try not to be bleeding too obviously when you come down for dinner."