Really?!

GATA: Hey, Baby--I'm running out to the store right quick--we're outta cat food again. Okay? You need anything? Boyfriend: Oh, no--I don't need anything... GATA: You sure, now? Boyfriend: I got everything I need, right here. GATA: Okay. I'll be back... (Door closes) Boyfriend: Okay... remote-- (Remote clicks, tv plays) Boyfriend: Alright... (Moaning) (Door opens) GATA: I forgot my phon-- Boyfriend: Oh-- GATA: (scoffs) Oh, c'mon--again? Boyfriend (caught): Uhm-- GATA: Really?! Is it this serious? Boyfriend: Nah--nah, but-- but-- GATA: You know I opened the closet and your whole mag stash fell on my head? Boyfriend: But-- GATA: On my HEAD, baby! Boyfriend: It wasn't mine! GATA: (tch) Uh-uh...(scoffs) Boyfriend: But-- GATA: Y--y'know what, I ca-- (Sighs) I got something' for your ass right now... Boyfriend: I mean, baby-- it wasn't mine!