[Yeah, no, now the flame's lit. He clenches his fists and draws away, standing up. His voice is a little strained, sure, but otherwise it's steady and annoyed.]

That's 'cause I ain't got any issues with anybody! Everything's cool! I don't know what makes you think it ain't! I mean, sure, I was havin' a little thing about it, but everything's smoothed over and all. Ain't nothin' for you to worry about.

[That aside--]

And I'm not makin' jokes. You just talk too much. That's all.

[And to make things worse:]

I wanna kiss you too, sometimes, alright?!