Really?!

GATA: Hey, Baby--I'm running out to the store right quick--we're outta cat food again. Okay?
 You need anything?
 Boyfriend: Oh, no--I don't need anything...
 GATA: You sure, now?
 Boyfriend: I got everything I need, right here.
 GATA: Okay. I'll be back...
 (door closes)
 Boyfriend: Okay... remote--
 (remote clicks, tv plays)
 Boyfriend: Alright...
 (moaning)
 (door opens)
 GATA: I forgot my phon--
 Boyfriend: Oh--
 GATA: (scoffs) Oh, c'mon--again?
 Boyfriend (caught): Uhm--
 GATA: Really?! Is it this serious?
 Boyfriend: Nah--nah, but-- but--
 GATA: You know I opened the closet and your whole mag stash fell on my head?
 Boyfriend: But--
 GATA: On my HEAD, baby!
 Boyfriend: It wasn't mine!
 GATA: (tch) Uh-uh...(scoffs)
 Boyfriend: But--
 GATA: Y--y'know what, I ca--
 (sighs)
 I got something' for your ass right now...
 Boyfriend: I mean, baby-- it wasn't mine!