Tristin: Hey, Mary!
Rory: And it just keeps getting better.
Tristin: You look sad.
Rory: I'm fine.
Tristin: Bad grade?
Rory: I have to go.
Tristin: You know what, Mary, I just can't figure out why we're not friends. I think it's because I make you nervous.
Rory: I think it's because you can't learn my name.
Tristin: Do you have a boyfriend?
Rory: None of your business.
Tristin: Is that a no?
Rory: Is there no one else at this school you can bother?
Tristin: I think you like me. You just don't know how to say it. So what are you doing Friday night?
Rory: I'm busy.
Tristin: What, you gotta be back at the convent by 5:00?
Rory: Please leave me alone.
Tristin: All right. Since you said "please." Later, Mary.