Catherine comes into her room after a shower with a basket of laundry in her hands, and Patrick is lying on her bed.
— Hi.
Catherine drops the basket in fright.
— Oh my God, you scared the bejesus out of me.
Patrick gets out of bed and walks over to Catherine.
— I missed you.
— What are you... What are you doing here?
— Aren't you going to say hello?
Patrick pulls Catherine to him and kisses her.
— Hello. You've got to go now. If my dad finds you here, he'll send me to convent, and I have a real problem with organized religion.