P1
A: Oh no, my feet are killing me. I can't possibly take another step. I'm so weak.
Z: Aerith, do you think I'm a taxi or something?
A: Yep.
Z: Yep?!
A: My personal one!
Z: Seriously?! Guess there's no helping it!
P2
A: Ehehe, I'm taller than you ~~
Z: Ok, so every 10 steps is one kiss?
A: Huh?
Z: That's the cost to ride. O--ne, Tw----o A: Hey, you never said that!
Z: I said it just now. Fi----ve
A: You just skipped a bunch!! Start over!
Z: O-ne, Tw-o
A: H-how many is that?
Z: 7. E---ight
A: It's just one! Start over again!!