[Axl and Hutch are taped to a pole on the football field:]
Axl: So, Hutch, where are you from?
Hutch: Chicago. How about yourself?
Axl: Uh, a few towns thataway. I couldn't stay forever, though. Had to break out, test my stuff in the real world.
Hutch: Ah, I feel you.
Axl: Yeah.
Hutch: I already killed it back home, so I had to move on.
Axl: Mm.
Hutch: I was so awesome, it was like I walked around my high school in slow motion.
Axl: Hmm. Prom king!
Hutch: Oh. Yeah. Oh, I can see that. You're a good-looking guy. I'd hit that if I was into hitting that kind of thing.
Axl: Thanks, man. So, you liking college?
Hutch: Hells yeah. What's not to like?
Axl: Yeah. Same here, man. Time of my life.