Gabriel: Ugh, my lips hurt.
Jack: *kisses Gabriel’s chapped lips* There, I made it better!
Gabriel: *unable to form coherent sentences*
Mccree: *see’s how sweet Gabriel and jack are being* Hanzo, my lips hurt.
Hanzo: *steps on Mccree’s foot*
Mccree: OW!
Hanzo: Well, now you’re not thinking about your hurting lips.