Cordelia: HE’S COMING OVER HERE!
Gilbert: He must know someone’s home. Did you stash the car?
Cordelia: I don’t have time for your prattle. You’d prattle all day long if someone didn’t put a stop to your nonsense. What does this look like to you? Chitchat around the water cooler? Swapping stories around the campfire??? We have a SITUATION. I’m telling you there’s a strange man here that I’ve never seen before and it’s sus. SUS I tell you.
Gilbert: What’s your plan?
Cordelia: Text you, obv, and hide.
Gilbert: I’m not home.
Cordelia: OMG GILBERT IF YOU WERE HOME YOU’D DEAL WITH THIS AND I WOULDN’T BE TEXTING YOU.
Gilbert: Together now: Deep breath in.
Cordelia: *GIF of Repunzel hiding in a pyramid of her own hair.*
Gilbert: Does he have a John Travolta look to him? From Grease?
Cordelia: I’ve never seen Grease.
Gilbert: WHAT?!
Cordelia: DON’T YELL AT ME.
Cordelia: My parents wouldn’t let me! And then when I was older I forgot about it.
Gilbert: Stained jeans, black leather jacket, he should wear a hat to keep his ears from freezing off but it would mess up his perfectly styled black hair?
Cordelia: DO YOU HAVE A CAMERA HERE?
Gilbert: It’s my brother, Cameron.
Gilbert: He’s mostly harmless.
Gilbert: He told me he was coming. I told him it was a recording day, so he’ll turn up at Aunt J’s eventually.
Cordelia: YOU’RE RECORDING? DID I RUIN YOUR SET?? ARE YOU PLAYING ANYTHING COOL?
Gilbert: Caps are still on, Champ. You can stop yelling.
Gilbert: We were, but I’m composing instead. Or was, before your very important situation.
Gilbert: I only deal with the most important situations during recording sessions.
Cordelia: Puh-lease. Quit being dramatic, Gilly-boy.
Cordelia: Sooo… should I say hi or something? Invite him in?
Gilbert: Gross, no. Keep hiding!! He’s nosy but not industrious. He’ll call me when he can’t get in.
Cordelia: HE’S KNOCKING ON MY DOOR. WHAT DO I DOOO?
Gilbert: You could escape from the back window and take cover in the trees by the field.
Cordelia: *GIF of Michael Bluth from Arrested Development: “Yeah. That makes sense.”*
Gilbert: Naw, better not. If he walks around the house to spy in your window, he’s bound to notice your footprints in the snow and follow you.