Piers: I take it your little book club read Gatsby.
Sonia: Yes... Why?
Piers: Marnie has been only referring to morpeko as "Old Sport" for the past three days and it’s getting old fast.
Sonia: Sorry about that, Old Sport.
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Piers: I take it your little book club read Gatsby.
Sonia: Yes... Why?
Piers: Marnie has been only referring to morpeko as "Old Sport" for the past three days and it’s getting old fast.
Sonia: Sorry about that, Old Sport.
Sonia: And what does LGBT mean?
Leon: Luigi Got Big Titties?
Leon: If I we’re a gardener, I’d put our tu-lips together.
Sonia: awww babe.
Raihan: Hey Nessa, if I were a gardener you’d be my hoe.
Nessa: ...I mean, thanks? I think?
Nessa: This curry is too hot, I can’t eat it.
Leon:
Sonia:
Raihan: *snickers* You’re hot, but I’d still eat—
Sonia: ONE DINNER.
Sonia: *Slams hand down on the table*
Sonia: ONE NORMAL DINNER IS ALL I ASK
Sonia, staring Leon dead in the eyes: You. Me. Bathroom. NOW.
Piers, tensed: Shit... Do you think she’s breaking up with him?
Raihan: Nah, probably just fuckin’.
Piers: Raihan!
Raihan: WHAT?!
[meanwhile, in the bathroom]
Sonia: You touched my needle.
Leon: ...What?
Sonia: My needle. From my kit. That I was using to knit a sweater. You touched it. You moved it. And now it’s gone. I’ve lost my place.
Leon: Sorry, my bad—
Sonia: You sURE BET IT’S “YOUR BAD”. NOW GUESS WHO’S GOING TO BE KNITTING ME A NEW SWEATER!!??
Leon: nO - YOU CAN’T MAKE ME DO THAT!!
Sonia: OH, I SURE CAN!
Sonia: Have you two thought about what you want for your birthday.
Victor: I-
Gloria, pushing him aside: I wanna decide who lives and who dies.
Sonia: I’m cold.
Leon: Here, take my cape.
Raihan: I’m cold too.
Leon: Well damn Raihan, I’m not the one who can control the weather!
Marnie: War and Peace is just Sinnohan Gossip Girl in Bonaparte time.
Milo: She’s not wrong.
Avery: Does that make Anna Karagina like Sex In The City or something?
Sonia:
Sonia: What.