"Okay, I'll go first...Ooh! Perfect timing! Look who just walked into the cafeteria."

"Hmm? Oh, that's an easy one: Fuck. Marry. Kill."

"You'd actually fuck Larry Butz?! He's so annoying."

"And why kill Phoenix? He's such a nice guy."

"Phoenix is boring. At least Miles has some money."

"Girl, Miles is gay."

"Shut up!"

"You didn't know? I mean, come on..."

"I bet I can turn him."

"Isn't that what you said about Mr. Junior Prom Queen last year?"

"Okay, but I don't think anyone of any gender has even gotten close to getting with Miles. Some have tried; all have failed."

"I dunno...him and Phoenix are looking pretty close now, don't you think?"

"That's 'cause they're friends. Duh."

"But look how they're sitting! Miles never lets anyone get that close to him, except for Phoenix."

"I thought Phoenix dated that one girl a couple of years ago, whats-her-name..."

"She had kind of a flower-type name, right?"

"Nah, her name sounded like that big-boobied country singer -"

"Hahaha! 'Big-boobied country singer?'"

"Oh, shut up! You know who I'm talking about. It started it with a D, I think."

"Sure you just weren't just thinking about her Ds?...Hey! I was gonna drink that!"

"Guys, shut up...You know now that I think about it, Phoenix isn't too bad himself."

"Meh. He's alright, I guess."

"But have you seen him in gym class? Dude's got thighs for days, and he is STRONK!"

"'Stronk?' Really..."

"Yes, really! When this one dude fell and twisted his ankle running laps, he picked him up like it was nothing and carried him to the nurse's office."

"That is pretty stronk..."

"Mmm...But Miles has that ass."

"Girl, get over him!"

"What? He's hot! He's got kind of an brooding, emo vibe. Don't you think?"

"Can you imagine Miles Edgeworth with Black eyeliner and, like, a lip ring? Haha!"

"Nonono! Now I can't unsee it!"

"Guys, shut up! Larry's coming this way."

"How's my hair?"