"You have the most depressing taste in movies. Ever."
"Shh," Billy leaned in close to hear Vivien Leigh's southern drawl.
"Sorry, do you two need some alone time?"
"It's a classic." He hissed. Teddy looked quizzically at the screen until suddenly Marlon Brando stalked on and all was clear.
"Oh, I see: you just wanted to watch the hottie."
"What?" The tell-tale blush was already spreading. "No I didn't."
"Someone's nose is growing." Teddy shifted to reflect the actor. "Does this excite you, Billy?" He jumped up and tore off his shirt, mimicking the howl on screen.
"Oh, next do the scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz."
"Ok, you have issues."