- (HOOKED ON ALL THESE FEELINGS.)

Rachel: This is your official invitation to watch the Tony Awards with me tonight.

Rachel: Or at least, the recorded version, once we come back from the show.

Kitty: You mean I get to watch the same thing as you in the room we share? That is so very kind of you, Rach.

KAT: Norah.

MARLEY: I kind of already mentioned the rehab thing to you... but I guess the reason I got so defensive is because what that gossip blog wrote about me, was pretty true.

MARLEY: It's all going to come out sooner or later. Sabrina keeps telling me to be more forward about it anyway. I just. Can't?

MARLEY: (It was sweet. You fangirling is definitely sweet, deal with it -sunglasses fall onto my face-)

MARLEY: FUN FACT: despite what my name may suggest I know nothing about flowers.

KITTY: I was more referring to your "kind of" working on it.

KITTY: Baby steps. Don't try to force yourself to do something before you're ready because that just makes things worse, you know? Work your way up to it.

KITTY: (And this is why I deleted my tumblr when we got signed. It was never associated with me, but those gossip blogs are roaches that crawl in ever crevice of the internet.)

[...]

KAT: All future girl nights will take place in my room.

MARLEY: Yeah. Working on it. Kind of.

MARLEY: (Because one was you being mean and the other was you being super sweet and I like the difference)

MARLEY: I have a boyfriend, Kitty. He bought me a zillion flowers today, we're solid.

KITTY: I don’t think we’re at the point where I can question you so I’ll just nod along. You can’t see me right now but I’m nodding.

KITTY: (Sweet? Kitty Wilde? I don’t think that’s right.)

KITTY: Yeah, yeah I saw that. Boys are alright, I guess, but I would personally rather have flowers from a girl.

KAT: Absolutely not.

KITTY: I rest my case.