Erica: Okay, I'm gonna shed some light on what it's like to be a freshman girl, and it ain't gonna be pretty. The seniors called me "Frizzica Spazzberg." Every 9th-grade girl, no matter how she looks, feels uncomfortable in her own skin.
Adam: There's a hunk of lettuce in your braces. How did you not feel it?
Erica: I was going through a salad phase! My point is, Emmy just needs a friend who understands how she feels.
Adam: Seriously, though, there's like a whole head of romaine in there.
Erica: I am gonna give you one second to walk away. 1!