While sitting in Penne in University City
Dick: “So what do you think about this place?”
Anna: “I like it. I don’t like the rug but, then again, I don’t like rugs in restaurants. I do like the decor. It’s very Mediterranean.”
Dick: “What if you go to Italy and it’s like all Wal-marts and fanny packs. I can see you, ‘Um, I’m Italian-Am-er-ican. I ain’t no fanny packing-wearing mutha fucka.’”
Anna: ”Wow, this is cold.”
Dick: ”Weirdest thing, ice traditionally is cold. I don’t know if you knew that.”
Anna: ”I did not. I was at least expecting room temperature.”
Dick: ”Yea, not so much.”
Dick: ”Oh god, the fucking Spice Girls.”
Anna: “Oh, shut [up]. You know you love it….I wanna I wanna I wanna I wanna zigga zig ah!”
Dick: “Wow, you go and zigga zig ah then.”
Anna: “Me and my girls will because we have girl power.”
Dick: “Wow.”
Deena: “Sigh.”
Anna: “What’s wrong?”
Deena: “It’s Monday so, like, everything -__-”
Anna: “Aee.”
Deena: “I think I am having a quarter life crisis.”
Anna: “Lol yea, that shit’s hard.”
