Erica: Relax. I have a plan, but I need your help.
Geoff: Whatever you need.
Erica: Okay. You coldly dump me in front of my mom and then I run into her arms crying my eyes out, thereby lowering her defenses that when I ask for the money, she has to say "Yes".
Geoff: Wait, so we are breaking up?
Erica: Yes, but not for real.
Geoff: But it'll feel real to me. I'm too sensitive for this bull crap.
Erica: Seriously, Geoff? If you can't be there for me in a time of need, then why are we even together?
Geoff: Oh, God, now you're actually breaking up with me!
Erica: Never mind. I'll just figure it out on my own.
Geoff: On your own, like, as a single woman, on your own?
Erica: No! God!
Geoff: Wha!