Axl: Look, Sue. You're not a loser.
Sue: What? I didn't think I was a loser!
Axl: Good! Good, good, 'cause I said you're not. Um... Sue, the thing is, because of Lexie, we have been spending a lot more time together. And don't let this go to your head or anything, but lately, you've been making me wanna barf... less.
Sue: I have?
Axl: Yeah, it's actually been kinda fun, but a little much.
Sue: I know. I just can't stop myself. I am a loser!
Axl: Look, Sue, Sue. When I was kissing my fake sister, it occurred to me. I have a real sister. So then I thought, "What would Donny do for Marie?" He'd probably sing a song or dance with her do a lame skit with the Harlem Globetrotters. But since I can't do any of that, I was thinking... I don't know. You know, I do have some spare time between my morning and afternoon routes.
Sue: Oh, I get it. I'll get out of the apartment. I can hang at the laundromat. It is warm in there, and I like the smell of dryer sheets.
Axl: No, I was thinking you and I, I don't know, could get lunch together. Just the two of us?
Sue: That would be... really nice.
Axl: And we don't even have to buy food since most of the kids forget their lunch on the bus anyway. So, hope you like baloney.
Sue: I love baloney.