Jessica: Oh, great. I have Larry Neff as a lab partner; the groper. The experiment's going to be hard enough as it is without my lab partner trying to honk my boobs every five minutes.
Malcolm: You think you've got it bad? I got stuck with Vicki Jarret.
Vicki: [to a group of boys] Brad, not again! You're hilarious!
Malcolm: Okay, so she's totally hot. But I'm going to end up doing all the work by myself, which would be fine, but then she'll ask me to explain it. And then she'll just have to cry because the little bulb on top of her spine that she calls a brain will start to hurt, and then I'll end up looking like a jerk.
Jessica: Oh, come on, Malcolm. Give her a chance. Hey, maybe you two can come up with a new formula for lip gloss.