Me: I died that night.
Becca: Was that the time you woke up with calamari in your mouth?
Me: Yeah.
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Becca: Heavy is the head that wears the critical thinking crown.
Me: They’re calling him the Diddler.
Becca: Isn’t that the name of an actual villain?
Andy: That’s the Riddler.
Me: Do you want me to host a Bachelorette dating thing for you?
Becca: First of all, do you even know any men? Like straight men?
Me: How dare you.
Becca: It’s—wait, I was gonna say it’s Friday but it’s not.
Me: It’s literally Tuesday. Wait no, it’s Wednesday.
Becca: Out of the three of us, you are the only one that can show your ass without being weird about it.
Me: Are you okay?
Becca: I keep finding meat crumbs on me.
Andy: Oh Becca, do you want to come with us?
Becca: Um, my head’s too itchy.
(At the club)
Becca: I turn around to tell you they’re playing Not Like Us but then I saw you being pulled away into the darkness.
Kayvan: She was so confused when you three were going in a room, she was like, where’s Rebecca’s partner?
Becca: We’re never beating the throuple allegations.
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