No Love

It was dinner-time when Z suddenly was struck with a giant love for his brother, B.
"I love you, Bay-oooooh! I Luuuuuuuv you!" B smiled and turned to his brother to respond: "I love you, Z-ey!"
S sat across the table watching them. She looked unhappy, so I suggested that the boys tell S they love her too.
"I love you, S!", said B and Z sweetly.

"Noooooo! No Love YOU!" barked S. I guess that unhappy look was not jealousy or feelings of aloneness. It was probably closer to disgust at the sappy love going on across the table.