Ben: Look, I think we're both just insecure and competitive, and we always manage to hurt each other. And as my close personal friend Dwight Howard said while we were hanging out the other day… I need a girlfriend who makes me feel, I don't know, more, like, at ease, or, like, happier with myself. I need that. You should have that too.
Devi: I can do that.
Ben: No, you can't. That's why I'm staying with Margot.
Devi: I accept that.
Boy 1: Yo, Jackson. Who you talking to?
Paxton: It's, uh, Paxton.
Boy 1: Your friend's name is Paxton? -Shit, that rhymes with your name.
Paxton: No, I… I'm-- It's just a friend from home. What are you guys up to?
Boy 1: It sucks, bro. The rager in my room is a no-go. My roommate has mono.
Boy 2: Dude, that sucks. Told you he was a pussy for getting mono.
Paxton: We could do it here. I mean, I'd be cool with that. I used to party a lot in high school. I was, like, constantly getting invited to parties and stuff, so…
Boy 1: Yeah, okay. Sure you were. But all right. We can put the keg on your bed.
Boy 2: Damn, bro, that's cold.
