I’m all glue back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke.
I think you’re charming in that talented, neurotic, overly moussed hair sort of way, good for you.
Look, I’m drawing a line. The line is drawn. There’s a big line. So, this line, is it imaginary, or do I need to get you a marker?
It’s too early for me to interpret “girl flip-out” into conversation.