The other girl you asked to the dance said yes, too, and now you’re in a sitcom situation trying to figure out how to juggle two dates?
Adam:
Jeremy is driving us to the dance tonight.
Jolene:
So the other girl said no?
Adam:
Funny. Jeremy got a date to the dance and it didn’t make sense to take two cars.
Jolene:
I’m sorry I won’t get to meet your mom.
Adam:
Me, too. Her, too.
Jolene:
I’m also morbidly curious about the girl who agreed to go out with Jeremy.
Adam:
I think she’s someone he met working on the play. He’s got the tiniest part ever but he never misses a rehearsal.
Jolene:
That’d be sweet if I hadn’t witnessed his turd act firsthand. Though I’m guessing he’s sweeter with her than he is with me.
Adam:
Whoever she is, we’re sharing a car with her tonight. You can go, right? We don’t have to sneak you out of your bedroom window or anything?
Jolene:
Sneak me out of my third-story window?
Adam:
I’d catch you Princess Bride–style.
Jolene:
!!!!
Adam:
Is that a yes?
Jolene:
That’s a yes but I kind of want to do the window thing now anyway.
Adam:
