(After lunch in New York city)
-Emilee: Hey, Emilee, where'd you eat?
-Me: Pizza.
-Emilee: Was it different than in Arkansas?
-Me: Yeah.
-Emilee: I ate at Subway, it isn't.
-Matthew: Dylan told me he'd pay me $10 to slap my own face really hard, so I did. It hurt really bad. He gave me the $10...