"Will you remember me?"
"Of course I will, what are you talking about?"
"I don't know now, its just that the world is big, you know? and Yankee... Yankee is something isn't it?"
"Well I'm in, in the grand scheme of things we're only seventeen and...em...well life is a lot more than this. You know? All I'm saying is that it would be easy to forget."
"I won't forget."
"I don't know."
"I said I won't forget now, haba?"
"You can't promise that."
"I can, and anyway you think too much."
"Theres no such thing."
"There definitely is and you do it."
"I'm sure everyone thinks all the time."
"Some more than others,"
"I doubt that, I think some people just voice their thoughts more often than others."
"Are we really about about to argue about this?"
"Why not?"
"I don't want to argue."
"Ok...I was thinking about you during mass."
"Quel scandale, thinking of a muslim boy at church, look at you."
"You should be flattered."
"I am, I really am...where are you going?"
"If you must know, I'm going to wee wee"
"Hurry back.