everything is grey

“I do. It’s my favorite food.”

“You’re in my good books, kid.”

“Same here to be honest with you.”

“It really is the perfect food. Instead of candy in my office I think I’ll just start having pizza.”

“Now I’m hungry..”

“I bet you want pizza.”

“When pizza’s on your bagel, you can eat pizza anytime!!” Winnie finished.

“At least someone around here gets the idea.”

“There is absolutely nothing wrong with my dancing.”

“Other students can see you from their classrooms, you’re distracting. Perhaps your talents would be better used in the music room.”

“Just wanted to make you something as a thank you for helping me all the time.” 

“Well, I’ll let you in on a little secret...It’s kinda my job to do that.”

“Look at those moves. And that is all over pizza?”

“Of course it’s over pizza.”

“Oh, you meant about the note?” Beau tried not to laugh, clearly playing dumb. “You look very pretty today, miss. Did you do something different with your hair?”

“Yes I did, I call it ‘Beau is avoiding the topic.’ Do you like it?”

If this is your way of saying we’re about to order pizza, I’m in.

“Only if you tell me your deepest darkest secrets.”

“Yanno when I told you I needed some backup vocals, I didn’t mean to backup vocals on pizza.”

“Well you didn’t specify so I’m going to do my own thing.”

“Pizza for breakfast, pizza for lunch, pizza for dinner time.” Sebastian laughed singing completely off key.

“Oh...Oh no, Mr.Tyler maybe you stick to your day job.”

“You are my type of chick.”

“Pizza is my type of anything.”

What? Who called you Ms. Booty? (laughs) Classes are alright. I’m kind of a bit stressed at the moment with my job though.

“Oh, it’s nothing to worry about. What about your job has you stressed out?”