Jordan: [v.o.] I mean, look at him there by himself, rub it in for funsies.
Jordan: Hey, Keith. Where's Blondie? I thought it was your little coffee date time.
Keith: If she was mad about something, why wouldn't she just tell me? I guess I thought that once she'd finally said I love you, that all this insecure game would stop, you know? Bye, Jordan.
Jordan: [v.o.] That did not give me the delicious, satisfied feeling I was going for.