You were with Luther and Five.

Luther: "Just, go away!"

You: "Here's the deal. Either you tell me what's happening. Or. I tell Five what i found under your bed." You smirk.

Luther: "Please, no.."

You: "Spill your guys, cow puncher."

Five: "What did she found under your bed?"

Luther: "Nothing!"

Five: "Was it gross?"

You nod

Five: "On a scale of 1 to 10?"

You: "A hundred."

Five: "A HUNDRED?!"