eve: All right , who's touching me?
boy: Oh shit! Sorry!
eve: Better be
Sam: You O positive. How many exits
boy: What?. . . Oh shit, did you just call me by my blood type
Michael: Holding up eves thong
eve: Hey! Personal! And . . . laundry!
Michael: I'm not even going to ask what you wore them with, its more fun to imagine
Shane: Crap are you thinking what I'm thinking
Claire: I'm thinking we have about 15 vampires and no blood is that it
Shane: No I was thinking were out of chips of course that's what I was thinking
Claire: Stuck out her tongue
Shane: Licked it
Claire: Ewwww!
Shane: Then don't stick it out. If you are going to hang out in my room and tempt me, there's a penalty. One item of clothing per minute comes off.
Claire: Perv
Shane: Male and eighteen whats your point
Claire: You are so---
Shane: Say you got any pleated miniskirts and knee socks? I really get off on---
Claire: I have to get to school
eve: Yeah but she told me last!
Shane: Boyfriend
Michael: Landlord
eve: Shirt off
Shane: You only love me for my abs
eve: Shut up loser shirt off
eve: Done. You'd better not bleed all over my nice clean bandages or I'll stick a sale price on you and put you on the corner for the next ncek-muncher
Shane: You're such a bitch. Thanks.
Claire: Don't do anything dumb or Ill kill you myself
shane: Ouch girl. Whatever happened to unconditional love around here
Claire: It got tired of visiting you in the hospital
eve: I didn't go through your drawers
shane: Afraid it might get you all turned on? Please say yes. And please stay out of my closet
Claire: Oh my god. is she wearing my blouse? Remind me to burn that later
Monica mouthing: Thanks
Claire: Remind me to burn it twice. And stomp on the ashes
eve: I think I need guy cliffs notes
Claire: Guys aren't deep enough to need cliffs notes.
Monica: Did you see that rat? It was the size of freaking Godzilla!
Michael: I'll be back soon
eve: Better be, I could totally date somebody else you know
Michael: And I could rent out your room
eve: And I could put your game console on eBay
shane: Hey. Now your just being mean.
Claire: So what dumb ass costume are you wearing
shane: Don't ask
Claire: Does it involve leather
shane: Yeah actually I think it might.
Claire: I can't wait
shane: Chicks
Claire: This is the biggest damn iPod I've ever seen
shane: Chokes on beer
Claire: Kidding. I have seen a jukebox before
shane: Care for a nice, civilized game of chess?
a thump and giggling coming from eve's room
shane: Hey! Turn down the porn soundtrack! Trying to concentrate here!
more giggling
Claire: Your move tough guy
shane: What the hell. I surrender. Lets hook up a video game and kill some zombies
Claire: We should - go shop
shane: No, we should get the hamburger, throw the money at the cashier, and break every speed limit back to the house if we don't want Michael calling out the SWAT team.
Michael: the universe explodes, hell freezes over and shane does something reasonable.