Frankie: Ah, well, you know, Brick, you're at that age where boys and girls are starting to notice each other. You just might not be there yet.
Brick: Oh, I'm there. I'm definitely there.
Mike: You are?
Brick: Big time. There's this one girl I really like, Harper.
Frankie: Really? Oh, wow, Brick! So, what is it that you like about her? Is she into books, like you?
Brick: No, over the summer, she got her boobs.
Frankie: Oh. So, uh, was she at the party? Did you try to talk to her?
Brick: Not exactly, but I kind of stared at her for an hour until she got creeped out, so I'm definitely on her radar.