(Tom leans back against his car, eyeing down a girl while the cigarette burns away with each and every inhale he does, the toxic smoke filling his lungs as he smirks listening to Bill talk about a girl he likes, Tom finds it rather intriguing)

Tom:"Bill women are pets.don't make me remind you again"

(Tom says, a sudden cold edge to his tone, as he watches the defiant girls across from him, the girl who seemed to be absolutely wasted)