Zoe McLane

Bethany: What does she expect?

Megan: That you serve some lemonade, and you ask her five to ten questions about her life.

Bethany: [pause] Treat somebody badly enough you just assume they'll be happy to let you go.

Annika: [approaching her in parking lot] You look like you party.

Megan: I... guess I'm technically coming from one.

Annika: Cool. So... we can hardly believe this, but we all forgot our IDs. And I mean, normally we would just go buy some beer ourselves. But I guess we look under 21. Which is crazy, right? I know. Um, so, if we gave you some money or something, would you help us straighten this whole problem out and buy us a six-pack or something?

Megan: Oh, God.

Annika: Um, you could totally keep the change.

Megan: [stunned] Okay. Someone did this for me when I was your age, so I'm gonna do it for you. It's like a rite of passage, right?

Annika: Yeah. Yeah, ya know, I had a good feeling about you.

Megan: That makes one of us.