I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell

Violaine: "Jules? Do you have someone coming over today?"

Juliet: "Hm, nope. Maybe Linh does."

V: "Who is it?"

Dela: "Uh, Dela? Is Emma here?"

V: "One sec. Emma?"

D: "Yeah, I'm her boyfriend. She told me to drop by."

V: "You said your name was Dela?"

D: "Yep, why?"

V: "You can come in, she'll be back soon. You're in my public speaking class, aren't you?"

D: "With professor what's his name?"

V: "Yeah, Mr. Miccio. You sit in my row, a few seats down."

D: "Oh yeah, Gigi and her friend sit between us. Nice necklace by the way."

V: "Thanks, it was from my friend... your name. It's Dela?"

D: "And yours?"

V: "Viola. Fuck. What are you doing here? Seriously?"

D: "To see Emma or?"

V: "You haven't written to me in... fucking seven months. No reasons either. Just no more letters."

D: "I can explain."

V: "Oh please do."

D: "Cain. He got on my ass about talking with you after Emma and I got back together. Told me one or the other."

V: "You're an idiot."

D: "I know. If it counts, I missed you a lot. I just couldn't get myself to write to you, I'm a pussy, I know. I should've just told you that I got back together with her. You deserved an explanation. If you'd let me, I'd like to be friends again."

V: "Why should I?"

D: "Because I'll grovel and carry your groceries for the month?"

V: "Tempting. Are we capable of being friends?"

D: "Yes. We can do friends-don't."

V: "Oh wow. Great word choice, doing great."

D: "Friends, we can do that. Friendship. I promise."

V: "I'll try to, I've really missed you."

D: "I missed you too."