Liam: Hey, Harry! Take a look at this.
Harry: Sure. *looks* Whoa, it's a girl. And?
Liam: And she lives in England - and she's the one who won our contest to come and see us perform and meet us backstage!
Harry: Awesome! She's really pretty.
Liam: Yeah *smiling*
Harry: Too bad you have Danielle, right? *curious*
Liam: *scratching back of his head* Um, yeah.... about that...
Liam: Well, Danielle and I have been having a lot of problems lately. I wish we were more like Eleanor and Lou
Harry: Can't blame you there. Taylor was just a slut to me and just ran off for her 50th boyfriend in her life.
Liam: Now, now, I respect Taylor so don't talk to her that way.
Harry: *changing subject* Ok, whatever so do the other lads know?
Liam: Uh, I'm not completely sure. Maybe so. If they don't I'll just tell them.