Daria shrugs
Daria: Eh...it's alright I guess...
ily: your job seems better than mine
Daria: What's your job?
ily gets red
Ily: uhm....
Daria: Ily...?
ily: nyao....
Daria: I-what do you do...?
ily: ... why do you think I’m flustered dari....
Daria: I...I'm not gonna say it...
ily:... she looks at you are you mad at me dari?
