Zeni and Ralphie are having a conversation while en-route back to his apartment. He starts by saying:
Apparently noticing the look on my face, Ralphie explained. “Look, I knew you lied to me this morning. So I searched through your duffel bag and found your address book with their number in it.”
“You searched through my duffel bag?”
“Yes, I did. Now, where were you?”
“I was uh, uh . . .”
“You know, Zeni, a Christian girl never lies. Now confess your sins.”
“Oh, all right, I lied. You caught me, red-fricking-handed. I guess I’m going straight to Hell,” I said, slumping back in the seat of the car and crossing my arms.
“Well, if you’d accept Jesus Christ as your savior—”
“Enough, damn it! Please, I’m begging you. All you’ve done this entire weekend is lecture me. I can’t take any more,” I said, rising up out of the passenger seat and throwing my hands up in the air.