Oh, Sky. Thank God, a sane person. 
Can you believe all this drama? 
Everyone's acting, like, completely crazy. 
Um. What are you doing? 
Talking to you. 
Zoey. I find it strange that I even have to explain this to you. 
If Jazz is pissed at you, I'm pissed at you. 
There's a hierarchy. 
Chicks before dicks. Depending on the dick. 
And family over everything. 
But Jazz has no good reason to be pissed at me. I made a mistake. 
It doesn't matter. I actually don't even know 
what all this craziness is about, so ... 
So you're mad at me and don't even know why. 
I don't need to know why. 
Squeeze first, ask questions last. 
You know what it is, Zoey. 
I definitely do not know what it is.
