Mike Chadway:
OK, we've gotta teach you flirting.
Abby Richter:
I know how to flirt.
Mike Chadway:
Oh, OK. "My name's Abby and I enjoy reading Tolstoy, taking long walks and romantic picnics." I don't think so.
Abby Richter:
[grabs Mike's ass, imitating his voice] Hey baby, wearing any underwear?
Mike Chadway:
Hey, I would never say that and I wouldn't grab ass.
Abby Richter:
[still imitating him] What's wrong with a little ass grabbing, I mean what's it there for if not for me to grab it? [she squeezes Mike's ass tightly which makes him wince in pain]
Mike Chadway:
You are a deeply disturbed person.
Abby Richter:
[normal voice] Maybe I'm just a really good student. [Runs her hand down his chest and upper body]
Mike Chadway:
Will you stop doing that?
Abby Richter:
Doing what? [still running her finger up and down his body]
Mike Chadway:
Running your finger down... there... over me.
Abby Richter:
Why, is it turning you on?
Mike Chadway:
[forces a laugh as if to say "yeah right"] Maybe.
Abby Richter:
[seductively] You know, I think I kinda like it.
Mike Chadway:
Really?
Abby Richter:
[leaning in, her face almost touching his] Sucker.
Mike Chadway:
[annoyed] I knew it. That's it, no teaching the teacher.
E.L.:
Just copy off someone.
Josh:
I can't. It's all essay and stuff. You know, if I fail this, my average is shot, I might lose my financial aid, I could not be allowed on campus next semester.
E.L.:
Well, you're fucked, then. You might as well come to my party tonight, hook up with Beth, and at least enjoy your last week at college.
Josh:
I'm not hooking up with anybody, alright? I've made a commitment to Tiffany. I'm invested in this relationship.
E.L.:
Invested? Who are you, Charles Schwab? Would you listen to yourself? I would give my life for one night of consensual sex with her.
