"don't do that.
you're not felicity."
"it must have been hard
being so dramatic growing up."
brissa: man tip! no woman has ever
started an argument with a man who was dusting,
vacuuming or doing the dishes.
i'm going to come home angry more often.
cory: come home from where, sweetie?
"i hope you weren't planning on getting lucky tonight.
you burped and it smells like china."
"that's what socks are for!
they're napkins you wear!"
brissa: hey! you didn't kiss me goodbye!
cory: i walked in the room,
looked at you and jude sleeping
and fell more in love with you.