sigh

Brock: Quiet hours, who does that? I mean, seriously.

Jason: (to Janine who is limping) Are you okay?
Janine: Yeah, I just stepped on something big and sharp and metal. And the gash on my foot has bled through three things of gauze already, but yeah, I'm pretty much great. How are you?

Sarah: Mike could carry you back.
Janine: Yes, because I am going to run up to him and jump on him, yelling, "Carry me Mike! I'm dying! Carry me!"

Nick: Jason! Everyone gets to read your book! You've been telling me 'oh you should read my book' but you never give it to me! Everyone else gets to read it though!
Me: I've even read his book Nick.
Nick: What? She's been here ONE DAY! I've been your roommate for four freaking weeks!