Ryan: *looking at the menu* What should I get?
Min-Gi: Maybe your favorite?
Kez: Order something you’ve never had.
Ryan: Okay.
Ryan: *to the waiter* I’ll have the validation of my dad, please.
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Ryan: *looking at the menu* What should I get?
Min-Gi: Maybe your favorite?
Kez: Order something you’ve never had.
Ryan: Okay.
Ryan: *to the waiter* I’ll have the validation of my dad, please.
Min: Ryan I think we should get-
Ryan: married
Min: I mean I was going to say takeaway but let’s do your thing that sounds much better
𝗟𝗮𝗸𝗲: Wow, it’s pretty dark in here
𝗝𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲: Don’t worry, I got this
𝗝𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴:
𝗝𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲: *Sketchers light up*
Nate: Jesse, why are you baking cookies at 3 a.m?
Jesse: They’re for Lake.
Nate: that isn’t an answer.
Jesse: -there’s a spider in her room.
Nate: that’s more like it
Jesse: -and I need ammunition
Ryan: This song is for the guy who keeps yelling from the balcony. It's called "We Hate You, Please Die."
Simon: Sweet, a song for me!
Simon: Look, I get it! You had a really bad day. You’re stressed out, seven people died—
Grace: Twelve people!
Simon: Not the point! Anyways, they’re dead now, and whose fault is it?
Grace: YOURS??
Simon: That’s right! No one’s!
Tulip: Okay, picture me this-- we go back to my house. We tell my parents that we're running away together. They think we're lesbians -- we're not, but we let them think it because it's funny. And then we run away to Portland together, because that's where lesbians are most accepted, even though we're not, I don't know why that matters, but I like it.
Mikayla: Okay -
Tulip: We get - yes?
Mikayla: I'm cutting you off. Picture me this -- we are lesbians.