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Not the point I was trying to make, but I suppose that's true.

It tells me I’m well known.

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Shouldn't that tell you something?

Everyone talks about me and my ego.

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Whatever you say, sweetheart.  And there goes that ego I was talking about. 

It won’t hurt my ego and we’d told each other we wouldn’t speak again so I don’t need her help. Moving on. 

I’m sure I’ll look dashing no matter what too.

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Well, I'm sure that you'll look dashing either way, but there's nothing wrong to ask for help. Even if it will hurt your ego and even if it's help from your ex-girlfriend.

I don’t need to ask her. There are suits in my closet and I’m sure a store somewhere close by will be selling suits that could work. 

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Well, at least you're not a girl. I think that you'll be able to get a suit in the matter of hours if you work a little. Just start making calls.. Or you can always ask the fairy godmother Spence, but I assume that things are a little tense between the two of you.

No. Why would I? She’s gotten me ready for every event I’ve ever gone to.

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That's the problem. You never see it coming. They do their work perfectly until they suddenly fuck up immensly. Do you have a back-up plan?

She seemed pretty reliable yesterday.

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You should never trust your stylist, Darren.

Fuck. I called my stylist to remind her about getting my suit for prom and she told me she found one and to expect it in on Saturday. How’s that supposed to help me?

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I promise that I'll be excited if you promise that you'll show up.

It’s prom tomorrow, be excited.

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But now I'm sad.

But I don’t want to move.

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You should get me a tude of Baked Alaska to make up for your mistakes, you know.

That’s debatable.

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Life isn't fair.

A little unfair but okay.

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I'm changing the rules.

I thought the rule only applied to pizza.

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Oh, you know me so well.

I figured you were going to say that.

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You really need to get better at sharing your food with me. Sharing is caring, Wes.

I finished a tub of Baked Alaska not so long ago.

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How so? I'm great, actually. 

I’m a little full. How are you?

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Anytime, sweetcheeks. So, how are you?

Thank you, Piper.

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I'll protect you.

I’m scared for my life.