Simon: "Turn around..."?
Bonnie: Bright eyes.
Simon: Not what I've got here.
Bonnie: Oh. Every now and then I get a little bit lonely when I dream of something wild.
Simon: No.
Bonnie: Every now and then I fall apart.
Simon: No.
Bonnie: Every now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes.
Simon: ...Correct. Okay, next one..."Turn around..."?
- May 20th, 2009