Bob: What's he doing here?
Donna: Who?
Eric: Maybe you should get off me so I could, like, run away.
Bob: You better get out of here.
Donna: Okay, fine. I'll get out of here.
Eric: Actually, I think he was talking to me.
Donna: Come on.
Eric: Okay. Uh, boy, this is awkward with Donna and the yelling and the... [Bob glares at Eric]