Yeah right. [ thomas is clearly flustered, and he huffs a little, folding his arms across his chest. seriously, teresa, you're so embarrassing. ]

Maybe you were the one who did the singing, that doesn't sound like me.

[ but he's quiet for a second, because in the end, teresa gets what she wants, and thomas's gaze flicks off screen, face still red. ] Maybe when we get to meet up in person, or something. I don't know. You have to promise not to laugh.