Don: leave? You know a song that I know by heart. How could I leave.
Kaz:...I'm sorry, what?
Don: are you deaf?
Kaz: ...Oh no. No. No no no I am NOT going down this road again.
He starts to walk away
Don: wow rude. Hm. Now I know how everyone feels when they talk to me.
Kaz stops. He turns around
Kaz:...I'm sorry. It's not....you seem great, but I can't-I won't-
Don: ok-
Kaz sighs and runs a hand through his hair
Kaz: I-Satandammit-Look, do you-do you want to make a deal with me?
Don: What kind of deal?
Kaz: I-I don't know...and you'd have to have a soul for this to work...do you have a soul?
