Cray-cray

“Lewis again. The boy cannot get over our breakup. He's like this little puppy dog that follows me around, and it's just driving me cray-cray.”

"What fascinates me about Loki is that there is a glimmer of redemption in him somewhere, that he's not cray-cray (crazy). […]

“Are you high?” asked Dove suspiciously. She squinted at Patsy. “Because that's cray-cray.”