Alex: It's an old curtain ring Michael saw over there. He braided three leather shoelaces around it and voila.
Cameron: You know, Alex, you and Michael remind me so much of me and my first girlfriend Annabelle Pickett.
Claire: Huh? You had a girlfriend?
Cameron: Yeah. Cutest girl in Sunday school, too. So one year, I asked her to go to the church bazaar lip sync contest with me, and we did our version of "Endless Love", which was ironic because two weeks later, I fell head over heels for a young square-jawed rodeo ticket taker named Woody Ray.
Claire: Oh, no.
Cameron: Of course, she was devastated, just destroyed her. And then she spray-painted something unrepeatable on my daddy's barn and never spoke to me again.