Sonia: awww babe.

Raihan: Hey Nessa, if I were a gardener you’d be my hoe.

Leon:

Sonia:

Raihan: *snickers* You’re hot, but I’d still eat—

Sonia: ONE DINNER.

Sonia: *Slams hand down on the table*

Piers, tensed: Shit... Do you think she’s breaking up with him?

Raihan: Nah, probably just fuckin’.

Piers: Raihan!

Raihan: WHAT?!

[meanwhile, in the bathroom]

Sonia: You touched my needle.

Leon: ...What?

Sonia: My needle. From my kit. That I was using to knit a sweater. You touched it. You moved it. And now it’s gone. I’ve lost my place.

Leon: Sorry, my bad—

Sonia: You sURE BET IT’S “YOUR BAD”. NOW GUESS WHO’S GOING TO BE KNITTING ME A NEW SWEATER!!??

Leon: nO - YOU CAN’T MAKE ME DO THAT!!

Leon: Here, take my cape.

Raihan: I’m cold too.

Leon: You know why?

Sonia: Yeah, because I’ve just-

Leon: Because you’ve been running through my mind all day.

Sonia: ...

Sonia: I-

Sonia: What?

Leon: Where. Is. My. Cape?!

Sonia: I- uh- put it away!

Leon: Where?!

Sonia: Why?? Do you need?? to know???

Leon: I n e e d it!

Sonia: Nuh uh! Don’t you even think about running off to the league! You’re gonna get lost! We’ve been planning this dinner for two months!

Leon: THE LEAGUE COULD BE IN DANGER!!

Sonia: MY E V E N I N G IS IN DANGER!

Leon: YOU TELL ME WHERE MY CAPE IS, SONIA! WE’RE TALKING ABOUT THE GREATER GOOD!!

Leon: Respecting Women.

Raihan: YouTube.

Nessa: In the tags, guys...

Piers: F*ckin weed.

Sonia: Criminal justice and psychology.

Gloria: Minecraft.

Hop: I’m terrified that I’ll lock myself into a field that I’ll no longer be passionate about in a few years like all the other areas of study that I’ve pursued throughout my life.

Victor: Also Minecraft.