I called your room last night; I was wondering if we could go out some time.
No.
Why?
Because you're a dork. Girls like me don't go out with guys like you.
Excuse me. [turns around and slaps David] Why didn't you call me? We spent a beautiful night together, and I haven't heard from you since.
I'm sorry?
Sorry for what? For breaking my heart, or for giving me the greatest pleasure I've ever known and just taking it away?
Both?
Well, forget it. I've spent too much time crying over you.
So, when did you wanna go out?