"Fifteen… Sixteen…"

"Al? Is that you?"

"Seventeen… Eighteen… Don't move Mattie! And don't open your eyes, either. I'll be done in a sec."

"Al, what are you-"

"Don't move! I promise it's nothing bad, okay? My plan is genius!"

"Because none of your plans have ever gone wrong, right?"

"Hey, I'm the Hero here! I solve problems, not make them."

"So are you saying that-"

"SHH! That's it; no more talking till I'm done."

"But-"

"NINTEEN! TWENTY!"

"………"

"………"

"………Al?"

"………."

"This is not how you treat someone on their birthday, you know."

"Twenty-one. Alright, you can open your eyes now."

"What's this all about- mmpff!"

"…"

"Al! You should really warn people before you kiss them! … Why do I taste chocolate? And… why are there chocolate kisses all over my bed?"

"Because they are sweet, and chocolate, and delicious, and taste good. So happy twenty-first, Mattie!"

"Thanks Al. Now would you get off of me? You're kind of heavy."

"Hey, Mattie?"

"What is it Al?"

"I'm going to kiss you again."