Sid Jenkins:She's better. She just got discharged from The Clinic.
Tony Stonem:Jesus.
Sid Jenkins:What?
Tony Stonem:Don't you ever wash?
Sid Jenkins:...That's like, lipstick!
Tony Stonem:Yeah man. The essence of women. Or one at least. So whose the lucky lady?
Sid Jenkins:That's like someone kissed me!
Tony Stonem:Can't believe you haven't washed man. You stink!
Sid Jenkins:Somebody kissed me!
Tony Stonem:Yeah mate. But that's a complete total operator error, because you stink!
Sid Jenkins:I didn't have time.
Tony Stonem:Time? I've been home, showered, done my chi, had a wank, subtly undermined my dad, put new clothes on and here I am, with my English course work.
Sid Jenkins:English course work... uggh.
Tony Stonem:You know what Sid, sometimes I wonder why you even bother to get up in the morning. You're such a complete total fucking waste of time and-
[Cassie pushes a lunch tray to knock a soda on to Tony's lap]
Tony Stonem:AW, SHIT!
Cassie Ainsworth:Wow, Tony. Bummer. It looks like you pissed your self.
