BRITTANY: Look, Alvin, don’t take this the wrong way, but it’s probably best if you don’t come to the party.
ALVIN 2.0: Let me guess. None of “my kind” is welcome there? Aka “No Nerds Allowed?”
BRITTANY: No, but I don’t think you’ll enjoy it.
ALVIN 2.0: What makes you say that?
BRITTANY: The last party I invited you to.
ALVIN 2.0: What does that have to do with anything?
BRITTANY: You were so tired from rushing to finish your homework…that you sort of….fell asleep on the table.
ALVIN 2.0: I don’t remember that.
BRITTANY: Of course you don’t.
ALVIN 2.0: Can I come if I promise not to fall asleep?
BRITTANY: You’re not gonna last more than fifteen minutes. (Sighs)
ALVIN 2.0: I will prove you wrong!
(Later, at the party.)
BRITTANY: Whooo! It’s almost midnight! This is so much fun! Isn’t it, Alvin? Alvin?….ALVINNN!?
ALVIN 2.0: (snoring loudly while his head’s down on the table)
BRITTANY: (grumbling) I knew it. At least he lasted more than fifteen minutes.



















