Sunday March 2
7:19am

"How did you like the party?"

"Oh, it was just grand. I very much enjoyed watching Wilson get a punch to the face, but I liked cleaning up your house even more."

"Do you have any idea how weird it feels to know you've been near me but I don't know who you are exactly?"

"For the last time, you know me. I'm Darth Vader."

"You know what I freaking mean. What did you do during the party anyways?"

"I made out with a few girls, that's all."

"My brother was right. You guys are such man whores."

"I'm not denying it, Rey."

"I hate that name."

"You hate every name I give you."

"Change it. Again."

"I swear I will lose track of your name we're changing it so much."

"Change it."

"Fine. B. I'll call you fucking B."

"Eh, whatever. It's better than the rest."

"Now that that's settled, you still have to get close to Wilson."

"No way am I going near that idiot."

"You're going to have to and you know it."

"How do I get close to him?"

"Ask him out."

"Hell no."

"You're gonna have to and you will."

"I'm not discussing this any further. Goodbye."

"Hope you and Wilson have a great date."