I’m not sure my success is due to my brains. I think it has more to do with sheer dedication and an insane will to prove myself, but thank you nonetheless.
Don’t argue with me, Evans.
I’ll do my best to keep my questioning under control. I wouldn’t want to make you ‘run for the hills’ because my mother questions you too harshly. Although, considering you aren’t officially my boyfriend yet, maybe she would be a little less intense with you…
It totally is! What would they be without an awesome brain operating everything? Besides, you never needed to prove yourself to anybody. You’re awesome, always have been. The only person who never saw that, the person who always needed to see it most, is you.
Or what? Think I’ll argue with you. I totally feel super strongly about my opinions.
I’m starting to think this interrogation thing’s something that’s been passed down or whatever. The Fabray Mafia! I think I’ll stay on the good side of you guys. We can’t have her being intense with me! I’m thinking we’ll have to change the official boyfriend-girlfriend thing. What you think? We’ll see what happens.
Thank you, Sam. I am proud of myself. It’s still a little shocking to think I’m actually attending an Ivy League school, to be honest. When everything happened sophomore year, I thought my life was over. Now… here I am.
You are so cute.
I think the verdict is out on whether he’s really “God’s match for her.” I haven’t had a chance to interrogate him about his intentions with my mother. Although I guess I should watch what I say, because she could always turn those questions around on you. I don’t think you want to have that conversation with my mom.
Ah, young Padawan, but your journey had only just begun. Seriously, you’re the smartest girl I’ve ever met. You got brains, lady. All that crap you had to get through in the past just shows how strong of a person you really are.
That the new word for being honest these days? Nope, you’re still cuter.
“Interrogate”? You’ll send the dude running for the hills or whatever! That’ll be a fun day. I guess we’ll have to make those posters you make for when you lose a dog or cat or something and go out searching for him. I don’t fancy being interrogated by Mother Fabray, so watching what you say sounds like a wise thing to do.