Uh-oh...

Mom...
Alex: Mom... why are you looking at us like that?

I know that look. That's the "makeover" look. Oh boy.
Llew: I know that look. That's the "makeover" look. Greaaaat.

Yes! New shirt, new eyes, stolen jeans, YAY!
Yes! New shirt, new eyes, stolen jeans, YAY! 		Mom, no offense, but I'm not speaking to you anymore. Period.
Mom, no offense, but I'm not speaking to you anymore. Period.

What's wrong, Llew?
Alex: What's wrong, Llew?

How can you even ask?
Llewellyn: How can you even ask? She put me in the boots. She took away my jeans. I feel... dirty.
Don't be silly.
Alex: Don't be silly. You look amazing in them. Very girly. Besides...

Arses. W00t.
Alex: You could be like me with your arse sticking out all over the place. Heh heh heh.

Dork dork dork.
Llew: You're a dork, Alex. 		Alex chilling out
Alex: But I'm a CUTE dork.

He's flirting. He NEVER does that. (Maybe it's the new blue eyes that made him so happy)
Llew: Doooork.
Alex: Forgive her?
Llew: ....yeah. I guess.

Just getting comfortable.
Llew: *sighs* All better now. Yeah.
Alex: Mom. You owe me candy.