You want a ride home? I was gonna clean out his locker. Give h...
Mark: You want a ride home?
Lexie: I was gonna clean out his locker. Give his stuff to his Mom but, I was a bad friend. To George. I was about as good a friend to him as Clara's friends, who keep sending post cards from the trip she'll never get to take. I just... I... I abandoned him completely. I... I... I just moved out and stopped talking to him. Why? Because, because he didn't think I was as hot I thought he was? Because he... he didn't love me back?
Mark: This may be bad timing but I gotta ask. What did that guy have? I mean, he wasn't much to look at. But, you and Steven's and Torres. Tell the truth. Was he... you know... hung?
Mark: I know, I said bad timing.
Mark: But seriously, he was kind of a dorky little dude.
Lexie: Stop! Stop talking (laughing).