P:  Quit looking at me like that.  You think you can fool me.  I can read you.  I know what you’re thinking. You’re worried about me and R.

W: yeah I gotta work on that.

P: You’re so sweet. God if there was more of you in him.

W: don’t tell me this stuff.  I want to like him.

P: Did you miss your test or something?  Look you have no idea…I’m going to NY myself…

W: I don’t think thats a good idea

P: What are you saying?  Did R say something?

W: I don’t know anything.

P: Well, he wants me there.

W: WAKE UP! DON’T GO TO NEW YORK

P: Why are you yelling at me?…Look you should be happy for me.  You don’t know what he says to me in private.  Maybe it is love, as much as it can be for somebody-

W: -WHO SOLD YOU TO HUMBLE PIE FOR 50 BUCKS AND A CASE OF BEER?  I WAS THERE.  I. WAS. THERE.

W: Oh God.  I’m sorry.