James: Hey, Tonya. Hey, Youngblood. Where y'all going?
Tonya: Oh, he's walking me home.
James: [to Jason] Check you out. I heard you singing. Now you're walking people home? You're like a one-man walking show. All chivalrous. You're like Maurice Chevalier.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] James was a rare combination of French film buff and bug.
Jason: Maybe I'll see you tomorrow. [walks away]
James: Come on, man. Where you going? Don't leave. Let's sing. You be Ralph Tresvant. I'll be Bobby Brown. Come on.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] How come no one ever wants to be Ronnie DeVoe?
Tonya: What'd you do that for?
James: I liked you before he did. How come I can't walk you home?
Tonya: Because I'm going by myself.t