Young Alex: Hey, Josie.
Josie: Don't talk to me.
Young Alex: Can I sit here?
Young Kara: Uh, sure.
Young Alex: So, we found out the douche quarterback was smoking pot, caught a predator, and solved a murder. We're doing pretty great this week. And everybody hates us.
Young Kara: You'll get used to it. Being on the outside.
Young Alex: I only wish Kenny were here.
Young Kara: Speaking of, um Chloe found something else on the laptop. She deleted it from the rest of the files, but she sent me a copy.
He knew. And he didn't tell. The last time I saw him, he tried to kiss me. I panicked. But if he were here, I'd kiss him in front of everyone. He liked me. All of me.
Young Alex: Well, I guess I don't have plans tonight. Or ever. Wanna hang out?
Young Kara: Yeah. Yeah, definitely. Young Alex: We could go flying. I won't tell Mom.
Young Kara: I don't think so.
Young Alex: Why not?
Young Kara: 'Cause you almost died. Twice. I'd rather be human than risk losing you.
Young Alex: I've never had a sister. I promise I'll get better at it.
