That was probably just the hockey team. I won't deny they're rat-like though.

If you really want to help him, tell him to leave me alone for a while. And if you want to help me, you won't tell him that I'm here.

I'm okay with you not putting as much effort in with me. It never would have gotten you anywhere anyway. And how would the Dalton boys even know? I'm the one who slept with him. Did they stare at him in the locker room and decide he was more impressive than he was? Because that's a little creepy. And yes, I'm angry. I'll take being angry over being depressed any day.

Oh, I could work wonders with jet black. And honestly... I'm not sure. My boss thinks I should start seriously considering going into fashion and the longer I work at Vogue... I don't know, being there makes me feel so alive. [He pauses.] Wait, you know about Cassandra?