Nick: I also can't stop smiling because of the drugs, so my face feels crazy. It feels like I had plastic surgery.
Winston: Can somebody please tell me what the hell is going on in here?
Nick: You want to do this?
Jess: I think we should.
Both: We broke up!
Jess: We're done.
Nick: It's over.
Jess: It's all done.
Coach: Are you serious?!
Cece: What?! What?! No!
Nick: Come on, guys, it's so obvious.
Coach: Son of a bee sting.