Scott was practicing how he should tell Courtney his feelings for her.

"Courtney, I, how's it going first of all? Good? And for me too, I'm ok. Um..."

Scott: I picked this flower right over there is where it grew

And I don't really like it, but it made me think of you

Because it's pretty

Is what I'm trying to say

And you're also pretty

But I like you anyway

So please accept this flower with its petals and a stem

Which represent my feelings and tells you how- -

"Oh man, I'm in trouble."

When words fail, what will I do?

When words fail, how will she know how I feel?

When words fail, will I fail too?

Hello, fair princess

Oh look, the moon is out tonight

You remind me of that moon because it's big and bright

And by big, I don't mean chubby

Obviously, you're not fat

But you're personality is biggish is what I meant by that

Sorry about that fat thing

I'm on the hefty side myself

I have to blame the gene pool, which reminds me of- -

"Oh, where am I going with this?"

When words fail, what will I do?

When words fail, how will she know how I feel?

When words fail, will I fail too?

Do I have a snowball's chance?

Are my prospects just to grim?

I've spent my life stuck in the mud

Now I'm crawling out on a limb

Scott's face suddenly brightened up and he smiled.

If words fail, she'll know what I mean

If words fail, she'll just take my hand

She sees me like no one else has

If words fail, she'll understand

She'll understand