Duct Tape And Eyeliner

"What the hell is that?" Demi asked horrifically, pointing to the crotch of Caulden's pants.
"It's just duct tape, baby."
"I know, but why is it there?"
"I had a hole there, I decided to patch it up. What would you rather I do?"
"I know you're ghetto and all but you live in an upper middle class family! Buy a new pair of jeans!"
Meanwhile, Renee and Aiden were a couple of feet away, lying on the grass.
"So have you thought about this weekend?"
"Let's go to the mall tonight."
"Fine, do this again. Avoid my question."
"What do you mean again?" she asked while lifting her head off of his stomach.
"You know. Hey, do you have any eyeliner with you?"
She reached into her purse, pulling out a stick of M.A.C.
"What, no blue?"
"It's bad enough having to carry around black for myself, let alone my punk rock boyfriend."
"At least I don't go duct taping my genitals," he commented, winking towards the still arguing couple.
"But oh my God! Duct tape! On the inside too? Asshole!"