Rae: Why do you always sit with Flynn on the school bus?
Leah: Because I like Flynn.
Rae: Is he your *boyfriend*?
Leah: No. I like him, but I don't *like him* like him.
Rae: Yeah, you do.
Leah (through gritted teeth): No. I. don't.
Rae (singing): Leah and Flynn, sittin' in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes . . . salmon?
Leah: . . .
Rachel: I forget the rest.
Leah: Just eat your waffles.