Mr. Glascott: There he is! My murder-mystery buddy! We fraternize outside these walls. [laughs]
Adam: Please keep it down. I already have a precarious social dynamic that doesn't need "teacher's friend" added to the mix.
Mr. Glascott: So, did anyone ask about me? Um, Ginzy? Lou? That sassy Bill?
Adam: I haven't spoken to my parents' friends about anything because I'm in high school and they're old.
Mr. Glascott: Good times. So, when is the next evening of merriment and laughter?
Adam: I'm just gonna write down Mrs. Kremp's phone number because it's the only one I know.
Mr. Glascott: Finally. [chuckles] 867-5... Eh, this is from a song!