Rose to Scorpius:
Rose: I was walking down the street the other day.
Scorpius: Why do I need to know this? What's so important about this street?
Rose: Tryna distract myself, but then I see your face.
Scorpius: Uhhhh Rose? You're on a trip to Australia and I'm not a stalker so that wasn't me.
Rose: Oh wait, that's someone else!
Scorpius: Obviously. You're in Australia and I'm not a stalker.
Rose: Oh oh, tryna play it coy.
Scorpius: Coy? Okay...
Rose: Tryna make it disappear. But just like the battle of Hogwarts there's nothing subtle here.
Scorpius: there was nothing subtle about the Battle of Hogwarts.
Rose: In my room there's a king size space bigger than it used to be.
Scorpius: 90% of the time we have twin beds in the dorms.
Rose: If you want you can rent that place
Scorpius: Renting a bed in a girls' dorm in my rival Hogwarts house when I already have my own bed?
Rose: Call me an amenity even if it's in my dreams.
Scorpius: Not sure what that means but okay?
Rose: Oooh you're taking up a fraction of my mind.
Scorpius: Really? You think about me?
Rose: Oooh every time I watch you serpentine!
Scorpius: Serpentine? Okay...
Rose: Oh I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
Scorpius: Trying to do what?
Rose: Oh tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin' not to think about you.
Scorpius: You can just think about me you know.
Rose: No, no, no, no, not to think about you
Scorpius: Why are you repeating yourself? Is there an error with your phone?
Rose: No, no, no, no, I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin'. Oh tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin' not to give in to you.
Scorpius: What do you mean? I don't seduce people, do I?
Rose: No, no, no, no, not to give in to you
Scorpius: Okay...?
Rose: With my feelings on fire. Guess I'm a bad liar?
Scorpius: You're a terrible liar. You're also the worst at April Fools' Day jokes.
Rose: I see how your tension builds.
Scorpius: You're a stalker?
Rose: It's like looking in a mirror.
Scorpius: So I'm a stalker? You're some kind of delusional, Rose.
Rose: Your touch like a happy pill.
