“I never said that I didn’t like your hair. You have very nice hair. I don’t know. I guess he’s too much like my brother for me to ever see him as attractive. At least, that’s the only reason I can come up with. But I know, right? How dare I go for the two, apparently lesser in your eyes, of the Poseidon brothers. Maybe I was just leaving Chris for you. Look, I am among the least romantic, touchy-feely people you know, but even I like to believe that it was more than just bad breath. I like the idea of true love and soulmates and all that. It just doesn’t seem like something you’d truly be interested in once you started doing it, that’s all. If you think you could really do it, then I believe in you one hundred and ten percent. She was the most necessary. Without her, there wouldn’t have been a show, and Gabriella and Troy would’ve never gotten to audition accidentally, and thus, the entire plot of the show would fall apart. But it sounds like complaining if I do it.”
“Thank you, I’m glad you think it’s better than Olivia’s. Okay, but have you seen him shirtless? Because, you know, if he was my brother, I’d still probably be into that. But, alright, you do you, I guess there’s less competition for Chris now. Not...lesser, just...Percy’s cute but he’s not like hot damn. Chris is a hot dam. You’re a hot damn, but Olivia’s cute, you know? It’s not worse, just different.“ Sam shrugged, he knew what he meant at least. “I don’t know, I don’t think it’s possible to be destined to one person your whole life, people change all the time, there’s no way you could determine a person who could still love you, and who you could love, for your entire life. Okay, nice, I’ll do it. Sure, the character was needed, but not her character--she was so bland and boring. Aren’t you complaining anyway? Isn’t it best to complain to him so he knows to fix it?”