Delia: "Now, I could always lock you both in the storage closet for a day or two and force you to work it out. I'm a champ of playing dirty."
Priya: "Why does us 'working it out' seem to be synonymous with getting together in your head?"
Delia: "It could have something to do with the obvious sexual tension, but mostly I'd just like you two to stop trying to kill each other and be friends. If that involves snogging, more power to you!"