Georgina: And what do we say when someone feels wronged by our actions?
Samantha, deadpan: Hoes mad
Georgina: Oh my god. What has Bryce been teaching you?
Samantha: This gives me good ptsd
Georgina: …You mean nostalgia?
Yaya: Has anyone ever told you they loved you?
Samantha: Does Georgina count?
Yaya: No
Samantha: Then no
Yaya: This poor child–
Bryce: God, country and pop music is so awful
Bryce: Cause I–
Georgina and Samantha: DUG MY KEY INTO THE SIDE OF HIS PRETTY LITTLE SOUPED UP FOUR WHEEL DRIVE
Bryce: Your existence is confusing
Samantha: How so?
Bryce: Your presence is annoying, but the thought of anything bad happening to you upsets me
Samantha, your a fictional Video Game character coming to a fictional version of the real world in the style of a cheesy sitcom. How have you not realizes your existence is confusing!
Bryce, hearing thumping: What are you doing?
Georgina: Helping Samantha find her chocolate Ice cream I ate two hours ago
Acacia, chugging neat tequila from the bottle: Tradition is peer pressure from dead people
Georgina: Stop chugging I’m supposed to babysit you!
Samantha: There is no I in team
Samantha: But there is one in pizza
Bryce: So you’re not going to share with the group?
Samantha: No
Legend says she felt like shit about an hour after eating all that pizza
Georgina: Okay, now name a yellow fruit
Samantha: An orange
Samantha: …
Samantha: Wait–
Georgina: Even I fucking know that isn't right
Employer: Wait, so you’re Greek?
Georgina: Yes
Employer: But you don’t act Greek…
Georgina, sarcastically: Oh, sorry, I forgot to bring my favorite clomps and stash of weed with me, eh!