Jane: (groaning) I don't feel so good... Sam: What's wrong, Janey? Jane: (breathing heavily) I think I'm gonna pass out...(faints) Sam: Jane! Wake up! (fanning her face) Come on, come back to me! Jane: (opening her eyes) What happened? Did I black out? Sam: Yeah, you did. Are you okay now? Jane: (nodding) Yeah, I think so. What did you do to bring me back? Sam: (smiling sheepishly) I made you smell my stinky feet. Jane: (disgusted) Ew, Sam! That's gross! Sam: (laughing) Hey, it worked, didn't it? Jane: (rolling her eyes) I guess so. But next time, please find another way to revive me. Sam: (grinning) Will do, Jane. Will do.