Brea: Adam, why are you here?
Adam: For you.
Brea: We went over this.
Adam: I know. We can't be friends. But I don't want to.
Brea: Well, then what?
Adam: I want you back. All of you. For as long as we have.
Brea: But...
Adam: No buts. Brea, I love you! And I don't want to miss out on a single second with you while we're still here. What are you thinking?
Brea: This. [kisses Adam Why do you smell like horses?
Adam: Remember when you said my mom couldn't surprise you anymore? [both laugh]