Keisa: [sighs] Hey, Dean. Are you... okay?
Dean: I-I guess. Um, won't Charlene be mad if she knows you're talking to me?
Keisa: No. She has a new boyfriend now, so she doesn't care anymore.
Dean: Oh. Glad she doesn't still hate me.
Keisa: Oh, no, she still hates you. It's actually what she and her boyfriend bonded over.
Dean: He hates me, too?
Keisa: Don't overthink it. A bunch of us are gonna ride to the Fair on Fair Day. So you want to come...
Dean: Yes! Yes. Uh, since you really want to be my friend again.
Keisa: You mean because you just looked so pitiful after choking in band that I thought you could really use a friend?
Adult Dean: The fact that she was right made me feel even more pitiful. I would've played the "wah-wah" right now if I thought I could do it without choking. And if I played the trombone.