Brian: Wait, you can go up to any girl and get her phone number, yet you're afraid to tell Angela Chase you're sorry?
Brian: Nothing. It's just ironic.
Jordan: (defensively) Well, so what? (pause) ...What's "ironic"?
Brian: Um, when you realize the, like, component of weirdness in a situation.
Patty: Well, I have to say, from everything that you've told me, I think it's clear that you never really meant to hurt her.
Jordan: It's like...you think you're safe, or something. 'Cause you can just...walk away anytime. Because you don't, like, need her. You don't need anyone. But the thing you didn't realize is...you're wrong. (pause) You always wear this much makeup?
Patty: Um, well, it was, I was expecting company tonight. An old friend. That was he, just now on the phone. Seems that, uh, he has a touch of the flu, or something, and he took all this decongestant, and he was afraid to drive. (She laughs.) This was a person who drove so recklessly when he was seventeen, that my parents wanted him dead.
Jordan: Wow, ironic.
Rayanne: Wanna know something really laughable? I have no friends. I mean, Angela Chase. Forget it, we obviously cannot discuss that. Rickie Vasquez -- totally not my friend. Tino -- not dependable. You're probably thinkin', "So what? You, like, deserve to have no friends." I mean, that is what you're thinking, isn't it?
Sharon: (frustrated) I have never met anyone like you, you know. You will say anything, and a person can say anything to you. You're just, like, non-shockable, or something. It's kind of...
Rayanne: It's refreshing, isn't it?
Sharon: (pause, with a smile) Yeah, it is kind of...refreshing.
Sharon: So you do...have a friend. I mean, maybe not the one you want, but...
Rayanne: I screwed up.
Sharon: (tugging on Rayanne's braids with each syllable) Duh squared.