Aria: Ezra wait! Just let me talk for a second, please. And I don’t wanna argue or try to convince you of anything that…I know it’s over, I know that! But, I just…I can’t stand that idea of you walking around and hating me.
Ezra: Hate you? The only person I hate right now is myself, for asking to much of you. Seeing you out there tonight out on the dance floor having fun with guys your own age, not sneaking around, holing up with me in my apartment, to watch videos and eat one of the three things I could actually cook. Because, I can’t take you to the movies, I can’t take you out to a nice restaurant. And for the record I could never hate you.
Ezra: You’re lucky — my cooking’s always better the next day! I make really good leftovers.
Ezra: Don’t laugh. No, seriously — the pesto will get up your nose, we’ll need the jaws of life in here.
Aria: You laugh in your sleep?
Aria: That's cute.