“Sookie, I love you.”
“Sookie, I’m leaving you. And I’m never coming back.”
“Sookie, you know I love you for who you really are. We can be together!”
Seriously? Do you think she’ll fall for that line again. You are out, buddy. Fin. Finito. Done-ski. Kicked to the curb. You are…
Oh. Well, I’m sure this is the last time she’ll take you back. You’d better behave, mister.