Hardy

Don't give me that look.

We used to sleep together.

Bunk beds! College.

It... it's not what you think it is.

I don't live in a cave.

Do you have a name, fangirl?

She wants to hear!

That's true.

Yeah, well, not as well as you two know each other.

That's cute.

He used to pay me in frozen burritos to write his papers.

with the president of your fan club, apparently.

No, it was beautiful.

but you can't get serious in the sociology stacks, right?

The loser of the next game buys fries?

I thought it was really about a kid who lost her balloon.

I get it. There's no argument, but she's your student, man.

- Hardy... - What? Ezra, she's cute, she's smart.

right here, starts laughing in his sleep.

- I didn't pursue this. It just happened. - And that makes it okay?

- Yeah. He's my English teacher. - Oh, very cool. Me and him go way back.

Now, he's done this before, but this chick,

Okay, so how about this?

You know what'd be great is if you told this same lame story

- she does not believe that he's asleep. - Which I was.