Sirius: Or you could just live here.

Altair: Sirius…

Sirius: Why not?

Altair: It’s not like I come just by myself. Provence would be here too.

Sirius: Don’t act like I don’t know that.

Altair: Do you really understand how big this is? It means you’re in it for the long haul…

Sirius: I’ve already been ready for a while. I’ve just been waiting for you to catch up. 

Altair: You should at least meet her first… you might change your mind once reality sets in.

Sirius: Have a little faith in me. I’m not going to change my mind that easily, so stop acting like you’re going to get rid of me. I love you, Altair.

Altair: I-I [deep breath] I love you too.

Altair: Do you give up?

Sirius: I’m raising my white flag.

Altair: Good. While you’re there… I have something to tell you.

Sirius: What is it?

Altair: I’m moving here…

Sirius: Are you really? 

Altair: Yeah… I’ve already done the transfer paperwork for Provence… I’m just waiting to hear back from the apartment I applied for.

Sirius: Hmm, what if you were just to put a big swipe of green right, here.

Altair: Sirius, stop. [giggling] Look what you did. I’m going to have to do that whole part over again.

Sirius: Or you could just stop painting for now.

Altair: I want to finish it.

Sirius: You’ve been in here for hours. [pouting] I’m lonely.