“Yeah—you’re my best friend! And there’s half the problem, man!”
“Wait, that’s a problem? I’m not too clingy or something am I? I’m sorry, I didn’t want to bug you or anything—”

“Nah, nah–you ain’t buggin’ me, I just…”

“–I just need'ta hit my head against a wall. Really damn hard.”
“–I dunno what the hell you’re talkin’ bout, Sasha.” Butts.
“Pardon me, Connie— but I'm really starting to worry about you. You’ve been out of control all day.”