Brick: Check out this story from the Orson Herald from 1954. "Local woman finds hat in tree."
Mike: Local man on couch wants peace and quiet.
Brick: I'm telling you, Dad, this is a bottomless fountain of information. Ooh, here's one from August 1932. "Have you seen this dog?" I wonder if they found it.
Mike: That dog is dead. Everyone who cared about that dog is dead. The new dog they bought to get over the pain of losing that dog is dead.
Brick: You're a mean, mean man.
Mike: Eh.

Sean: I seem to recall somebody wanting to go to the Chancellor's Ball.
Sue: Wait, who told you? How did you know about that?
Sean: You did. Back when I was over here helping you with your desk, you were saying you weren't sure if you were gonna go 'cause you didn't have a date. And I was walking on my campus yesterday and it was really warm and pretty out and I remembered this word you made up when we were young to describe days like that where it suddenly is warm again.
Sue: Springalicious?
Sean: Springalicious. [chuckles] And it made me think of you and I was like, "Why am I thinking of Sue right now?" And then I remembered this was your weekend. So, Suzy Q, on this beautiful springalicious occasion, may I have the honor of escorting you to the Chancellor's Ball?
Sue: Oh, Sean. Don't you have a cellphone? You could call ahead first? I actually have a date.
Sean: Oh. [chuckles] Yeah, I didn't -- I didn't call because I thought the surprise would be nice. That was dumb. I just figured third time was the charm, you know. You're gonna owe me for tux rentals if I keep this up. But, hey, the important thing is that you're happy. I just wanted to make sure you had the chance to go.
Sue: Wait! Wait, wait, wait. Do you have to go already? Why don't you stay a while. We could get a pizza or hang out or something. I promise I won't make you put together any more furniture.
Sean: I- No, no. I- It's okay. I should get back to Orson, spend some time with my folks before going up to school, and, uh, yeah. Have fun at the ball, Suzy Q. You deserve it.

Lexie: I'm sorry. I feel like I'm interrupting something.
Cassidy: No, we were just catching up.
Axl: Well, this could not get any weirder.
Ashley: Hi, Axl. A white wolf came to me in a dream and told me if I sacrificed my hair, you'd come back to me. [hands Axl a plastic baggy of human hair] You should probably make that into tea and drink it.
Axl: Oh.