Tracy Melchior

Jordan: I brought your bike back. Or whoever's it is.

Angela: So, are we supposed to say something? Like official?

Jordan: You don't have to say anything.

Angela: It was sort of like when you were letting me drive your car and I loved it. It made me feel really powerful, but also really terrified. Like, I wasn't ready for that much freedom.

Jordan: Well, you should know I won't hold it against you. If your name ever comes up.

Angela: Thanks.

Jordan: No sweat.

Angela: Because, it is a big deal. I mean, sex made your whole life start and if you think about life as like, a circle, or something, then sex and death are the same. Look, I'm not saying they're the same. I've thought about having sex with you and, God I've never seriously thought about killing you.

Jordan: Okay! Okay. At least, you got in some driving practice. Just don't take your turns too wide, or anything. I'm sure you won't.

Angela: [Narration] Sometimes, somebody says something really small, and it just fits right in an empty place in your heart.

[to Jordan]

Angela: Your hair. The way it's really soft in the back. I'm really going to miss that.

Jordan: Yeah?

Angela: Yeah. I guess this is it, so... goodbye.

Jordan: Bye. I'll see you tomorrow.

Jordan: Angela, can I talk to you for a second? How you doing?

Angela: You know, life goes on.

Jordan: Look, I was thinking about what I said to you yesterday. You know, the thing.

Angela: Right, the thing.

Jordan: Yeah, Look, um, I'm sorry about that. Afterwards, I thought it through and I can see how you got upset.

Angela: No, I wasn't upset.

Jordan: I mean, some girls wouldn't be. But you... you're not like that, so I just wanted to say, you know, I'm sorry.

Angela: No, it's really okay. It wasn't a problem. Really, I didn't think about it. I mean, I did think about it. And I thought maybe what you were saying wasn't so wrong.

Jordan: No. It was really wrong.

Angela: Why?

Jordan: I just wanted you to know, if it would make you feel better, I'm just gonna make it real clear that I don't have any real interest in you or anything. You know, so they'll stop saying all that. I barely even know you, which is of course true and that basically you and I mean nothing to each other. So that should solve the problem.

Angela: Thanks.

Jordan: It's the least I could do, you know?

Angela: Right.