[[Helen is sitting next to a guy and thinking to herself.]] Helen: All right, calm down. It's totally in bounds to be attracted to another dude. Helen: I'm sure Micah is scoping out plenty of girls he thinks are cute. Really cute. Cutey cute-cute cute cute cute. The dude: So, uh, hey... There's this ice-skating rink across town... [[Micah is eating food, looks like chicken. A bone is sticking out of his mouth.]] <<Chew chew chew chew ch-...>> Helen: We should talk.
