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Felicity: [Holding a pair of panties] Hey... um... are - are these yours?
Meghan: Yeah.
Felicity: They were in my refrigerator.
Meghan: Oh, I know. I haven't done that since I was a kid. It feels so good, cold underwear in the morning.
Felicity: Hey, could you do me a favor and, uh, not put your underwear in my fridge?
Meghan: Well, they're not dirty.
Felicity: And also, where's my apple?
Meghan: I ate it. I thought we had an agreement, give and take.
Felicity: You thought we had an agreement? We don't have an agreement on anything. We've never even had a real conversation before!
Meghan: I replaced your stupid apple.
Felicity: With a tub of "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter"?
Meghan: It tastes so much like butter.
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Noel: Hey! Hey! You still haven't seen Felicity have you?
Elena: What the hell are you on?
Noel: On? What am I on? My God, you look so small just sitting there.
Elena: And you're sweating.
Noel: [Rapidly] Of course I'm sweating, you'd be sweating too, if you were me because then you'd be me, and you'd be sweating. Is it cold in here?
Elena: No.
Trevor Lissauer
Extended Reading
