Nuri: What are you talking about?
Nate: He wants to know how our date went.
Nate: If Prue tells you about it, not a word to Jack.
Nuri: You guys are giving me a headache.
Nate: Just promise you won’t tell him.
Nuri: Fine, I won’t.
Nate: So… You know, then?
Nuri: Of course I know!
Nate: God.
Nuri: Come on, don’t be embarrassed.
Nuri: Remember that I’ve heard it all when it comes to you.
Nuri: But I would have expected you to be prepared…
Nate: I want to die.
Nate: Let’s never talk about it again.
Nuri: You’re no fun.
Prudence: Thanks for covering for me.
Evie: Sure, no problem.
Evie: You’re alright next to the weird old lady?
Evie: It looks like she’s dead on your shoulder.
Prudence: Definitelybreathing.
Prudence: She snores.
Evie: Sucks that the plane was nearly full and we couldn’t get seats all together.
Prudence: Yeah, well. Jack booked them at two in the morning. Which left us with a few hours to sleep, pack, and take a cab to the airport.
Prudence: That damn L.A traffic… It was too short notice.
Evie: I still can’t believe we’re all going to Aspen to visit your fucked up family.
Prudence: Neither can I.
Prudence: But Jack insisted.
Evie: Why?
Prudence: He wants to talk to our parents one more time. It’s on hislist. And with our father in the hospital, I think he’s afraid he’ll miss his chance if we don’t go now.
Evie: Oh…
