Foomp! My inner fire ignites.

I was there that first night her called you. I've seen how he looked at you in pictures. Any bloke with a working prick would be insane not to like you.

St. Clair: So did you enjoy the book?
Anna: I did. Did you?
St. Clair: I like the author's name the best. Ba-nah-na.

We still hate Bridgette, right? I haven't missed anything?

I like you. And I don't mean as a friend.

Anna: You really think he likes me?
Rashmi: Anna. He teases you all the time. It's classic boy-pulling-girl's-pigtail syndrome. And whenever anyone else even remotely does it, he always takes your side and tells them to shove it.