noah: oh my god. thank you soooo much!
kesha: no problem. what's your name?
noah: i'm noah. is your name really kesha?
kesha: coincidentally, yes.
noah: awesome! i love kesha!
kesha: i'm sure kesha will love you too.
noah: well, now that jack is gone, i'll be going too, catch ya la-
kesha: nope. you dragged me into this, and now you're gonna get me food. i'm hungry, too, let's go get some taco bell.
noah: alrighty then...
kesha: so, noah!
noah: kesha!
kesha: might want to give some explanations on why you're avoiding that cute guy? don't get malicious though, i'm a lesbo and jennifer lawrence and i have this imaginary thing where we have a family of fifty cats.
noah: well, uhh... no reason?
kesha: i'm probably about to sneeze right now, because bullshit is unfamiliar to my nostrils. stop lying, i can smell the gayness radiating off of you.
noah: i'm not lying! i just... um, i feel.. i just.. um, yeah! no reason!
kesha: just admit it!
noah: admit what?!
kesha: you little naive bastard. you're gay and you have the hots for that cute guy.
noah: nope. no i do not. i totally, completely, absolutely and wholeheartedly don't like him. he's just a best friend. nope, little ordinary jake.
kesha: whatever you say, liar.
