“DAISY: It's cold. Maybe you should wait inside.
LIAM: On my way. Make room in the bed.
DAISY: Very presumptuous. You have not been forgiven.
LIAM: Will do whatever you want. Walk on bed of hot coals. Whip self with cat o' nine tails. Eat five containers of Shark Stew. Fly to India to buy you Kurkure Masala Munch. Grovel and kiss your pretty feet.”