Bradley: We Need Nicknames

Bradley: We need nicknames

LB: what? No

Bradley: Birdie?

LB: No

Bradley: Babe ?

LB: No

Bradley: *holds up ring* Mrs Baker?

Froghorn: Did it hurt when you fell?

Blacker, smirking: From what? Heaven?

Froghorn: No, from that Uber. You tripped on your foot and just laid there for a couple seconds.

Blacker:

Ruby: ...We all saw it.

froghorn, trying to make fun of ruby: if you have ten sandwiches and i take three, how many sandwiches do you have left?

ruby: none

froghorn: oh my god this is basic fucking mathematic do you really not know this how are you so -

ruby: i would give them all to you because i appreciate you

froghorn:

froghorn, choked up: gross absolutely disgusting get out of my office

Ruby: if I punch myself in the stomach and it hurts, am I strong or weak?

Hitch: weak

Blacker: strong

Froghorn: your an idiot, is what you are

Froghorn: love is a weakness and an evolutionary mistake

Ruby: you are literally making a valentines day card for blacker right now

Froghorn: *pointing a glue gun at her threateningly* YOU ARE ON THIN FUCKING ICE RIGHT NOW

LB: you know bradley I'm jealous of you

Bradley: what, why?

LB: your partner is so much hotter than mine (walks away)

Bradley: but I am your-

Bradley: waiT YoU LITTLE SHIT