Talk, talk!

Kristine: Bla... bla... bla...
Kaelynn: I want to talk
Kristine: Bla... bla... bla...
Kaelynn: I want to talk!
Kristine: yadda... yadda... yadda...
Kaelynn: I want to talk!!
Kristine: yadda... yadda... yadda...
Kaelynn: I WANT TO TALK!!!

So, I put the newspaper on my lap and stared at the both of them. They know they have created an incident and both of them looked back at me, worried.

"So, talk!" I told Kaleynn. She was quiet.

"What do you want to talk about?"
"Nothing" (inside my mind, I was slapping my forehead)