D.A. : Aw, shit dude, dude there’s Chloe. Man, I’m gonna go talk to her.
Max: Really?
D.A. : Yeah dude, she was totally giving me eyes at the party. Wait here, Brovadon Milosevic begins here, fuck yeah.
D.A. : Hey
Chloe: Uh, are you talking to me?
D.A. : Yeah, I just got off stage performing with my band, uh, maybe you’ve seen us, we’re called Chester French
Chloe: And?
D.A. : Well, I’ve seen you around campus, I was just coming over to say “Hello”.
Chloe: For what?
D.A. : Well, did you not just see us perform up on the stage?
Chloe: (exasperated sigh) Yeah, and I’m not really impressed.
D.A. : Wow, well I was really coming over to ask you if maybe you’d like to get a coffee together sometime.
Chloe: Let me just stop you right there. I’m gonna assume that you’re new here so let me get you familiar with how things work. Boys like you don’t talk to girls like me and girls like me don’t want to talk to boys like you. Now I understand that maybe you built up the courage because you think you’re a bigshot up there on stage, and you thought it might be cool to come and talk to me but I don’t want to talk to you and my friends, they don’t want to you either. Actually let me ask you a question. What kind of car do you drive? (pause) See I already know the answer. You don’t have a car, right?
D.A. : Well…
Chloe: Exactly, do yourself a favor and spare yourself the embarrassment. Just walk away. Better yet, why don’t you talk to one of those nerd girls over there? From like the differential equations club or something? Wait there goes a nerd girl right there for you. Hey, Janelle.
D.A. : Oh sorry.
Chloe: Eck, did you just step on my Jimmy Choos? Loser.
