DaisyBecause I already have a boyfriend. His name is Levi, and he shares his juice box with me every day at recess.
SloaneWell, good for you, Daisy. You enjoy it while you can, 'cause one day you are gonna walk outside and you're gonna catch Levi sharing his juice box with a Starbucks barista named Rainbow. Yeah. Not a good day, Daisy. It hurts. It hardens you. And the next thing you know, you're just south of thirty sitting at the kids table numbing the pain with a vodka.
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SloaneWhen did Halloween go from dressing up like a princess to dressing up like a whore?
JacksonHuman beings aren't meant to be alone on the holidays. W-we actually need, you know, warmth, companionship, and someone to drunk-mock strangers with at parties.
SloaneI do enjoy drunk-mocking strangers at parties
JacksonWell, then, this is perfect. We can be each other's holidate for New Year's Eve.
JacksonYeah, well, that's what makes it perfect. 'Cause there's no pressure. There's no expectations. I mean... I don't even think I find you that attractive.
DaisyIt's okay. He wasn't ready for a real relationship. I need someone who's gonna put ME first. Gotta go.
Sloane[to Jackson after Daisy's exit]Wow. She is in such great shape.
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JacksonHey, if it's any consolation, I spent my holiday in an ugly Christmas sweater sipping mocktails with a room full of people who I think were in a cult.
SloaneI'll see your ugly Christmas sweater and raise you a seat at the kids table, my little brother getting engaged, and catching my aunt getting her cookie licked by a mall Santa.
LizWhat do fireworks have to do with a man's... anatomy?
Aunt SusanIt's like... jacking off. Men LIVE for the orgasm. If they're not fucking, they're dreamin' about fucking... or blowin' stuff up. Next best thing to fucking.
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Sloane[in an elevator with Jackson]Just rip it. Okay, just, just... You know? Just-just rip it. Just... just rip it. Just... just... RIP MY FUCKING PANTS OFF!
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ElaineThis is what you wear to Christmas dinner? Don't you even own a dress?
SloaneI'm great, Mom. Thanks. House looks... beautiful.
ElaineWell, your Aunt Susan brought at-the-mall Santa home, and, uh, your nephew just pooped in the manger.
AbbyUgh, it was a tiny poo. I mean, he moved the baby Jesus first.
AbbyUgh, it was a tiny poo. I mean, he moved the baby Jesus first.
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Jackson[referring to pretzels]I don't eat that crap. Do you know what that does to your body?
SloaneYeah. It fills me with warm, delicious happiness. Like Christmas used to, before I realized Santa was a big scam.
JacksonYeah. Christmas peaked for me at about ten. I got a surfboard and my first complete set of golf clubs.