You Don't Have To Put On The Red Light

“Then let’s go get food.” 

“Yup, you’ve figured me out. The way to my heart is through my stomach. Let’s go.”

“Yeah, I’m good. You want food?” 

“Is that a trick question? I always want food.”

“Who wouldn’t? I was fortunate enough to get a kiss from you in detention.. even though I was aiming for the other Gibson.. My point is, I’m sure he does wish that.. Okay I’m going to go get food or something now.” 

"Okay then...you doing alright? You know, other than shipping me with Davenport?”

“Are you sure?” 

“Am I sure that he wishes he was my boyfriend? Yes.”

”Nous pourrions parler de votre petit ami .. Je veux pas dire petit ami? Henry?”

“Henry souhaite qu'il était mon petit ami.”

“Et nous sommes de retour à parler de Jude.”

“Eh bien, il est mon frère.”

Im not gonna lie, I probably deserved that .

Probably?

“Je parle juste un peu français.”

“Bien sûr, vous le faites. Saviez-vous que Jude est non autorisé dans France?”