JJ: Bitches B Like "I'm Baby" But Have Childhood Trauma And Neglect Like Wtf Do You Know About Being

Pope, staring at JJ’s ass

JJ: Pope, stop staring at my ass you’re making it hard to concentrate

Pope, basically shouting: how do you think I feel?!

Pope : I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.

JJ: Wow. They sound stupid.

Pope : But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense.

JJ: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”

Pope : I guess you’re right. Hey JJ, I love you.

JJ: See! Just say that!

Pope : Holy fucking shit.

JJ: If that flies over their head then, sorry Pope , but they're too dumb for you.

Pope : JJ.

Why JJPope would never last as a secret

John B: Hey, have you seen JJ?

Pope: I'M NOT SEEING JJ!

John B: What?

Pope: What?

JJ, in the distance: So much for playing it cool, Pope.

JJ, screaming and running with a metal bin: I’M BREAKING THE WINDOW!

‘Emergency assistance, this is Trisha’

Pope: hi, we.. we locked our baby in the car and people are judging us

JJ: I SWEAR TO GOD IM GONNA BREAK IT

Pope: do not break it, you’ll get glass on him!

‘Sir, please tell your wife to relax, everything is going to be okay’

Pope: that’s a man

‘Really?’

Pope, struggling to keep upright in his 1 inch heels: Yeah, I-I don't really think heels are for me

JJ, pointing at him and walking flawlessly in sparkly golden 6 inch heels: WEAK.

Pope: JJ...

JJ: Oh no, 'JJ' in b-flat.

JJ: You're disappointed.

JJ, flopping on top of pope

Pope: you okay, sweetheart?

JJ: sweetheart? Are we doing pet names now?

Pope, flustered: it just- it just slipped out!

Pope: We should get you to a doctor for a check up immediately. What if it happens again, and there isn't anyone around to help you? What if it's congenital? Oh my God! Was it me? Did I hurt you?

JJ: …You realize any other person that made their partner pass out in bed would simply feel really proud of themselves, right?

JJ: Wow, this parking is as straight as I am.

John B: I know I should be focused on the fact that you just came out, but HOW DARE YOU INSULT MY PARKING!

Pope: What do you think butterflies taste like?

JJ: They taste bad

Pope:

Pope: How-

JJ: I answered your question, that's all you get!