Luz: I’m gonna mess with her by calling her Amity.
Willow: But that’s her name?
Amity, entering the room: Hey, guys.
Luz: Hey, Amity.
Amity:
Luz: Amity?
Amity: Are you mad at me?
Luz, hugging her: Oh damn— No no, I’m sorry, Sweet Potato. Come here.
Amity: I’m dating my girlfriend, Luz
Amity: I love saying my girlfriend. It sounds so adult.
Amity: that’s my girlfriend. It’s great! You sound like a person.