Lexie: Oh. Well, you know, I'm not exactly rich, either.
Sue: Oh, Lexie, believe me, you're rich.
Lexie: Is it because I have a horse? He's really old.
Sue: Okay. Look, Lexie... You're great and amazing, and I so, so, so, so, so want you to be my roommate. But, honestly, I can't afford it. I mean, if you want to find someone else who you can do stuff with, I totally get it.
Lexie: What? No! You're my roommate. God, I feel like such an idiot for putting you in this position. I didn't even think. Seriously, I will pay for everything. I have, like, three emergency credit cards.
Sue: That's really sweet, but I can't let you pay. You'll think I'm a sponge. It happened to my mom once, and she doesn't water-ski anymore.
Lexie: But I don't want to do fun stuff if you can't do fun stuff.
Sue: Don't worry about me. I'm used to not doing fun stuff. Years of practice. Ugh, but seriously, do you think you can find someone else to go to Taylor Swift with? I just can't afford V.I.P. tickets.