“Hey!" I screamed, waving the jacket, running to one side of the monster. "Hey, stupid! Ground beef!”

“Hey, our hair's the same color," I said, eying us side by side in the mirror."Sure is, girlfriend." Eric grinned at me.”

“embrace your softer side with perfectly imperfect, wavy hair. layer our products together for soft, tousled waves that beg to be touched-not that they need to beg. and hey, since we work well together to create one luscious look, it’s almost mistake-proof!”

“But he didn’t seem surprised to see her. ‘Hey.’‘Hey, yourself.’ Okay, that was stupid. Her grandmother used to say Hey, yourself. Great, she was turning into her grandmother at the most inopportune time. She didn’t want to sound like a well-adjusted sixty-year-old.”

“theres nothing else i can say hey hey”

“Nothing is going on.""Hey, you're the one who tried to knock a security camera off the side of a building. That's a lot of pent-up frustration.”