“When you’re frittering away time on the computer, is that a time when I can occasionally read a sentence aloud to you or ask you a question or something?”
“My reluctance comes from . . . well, forget delicacy: you have no sense of moderation. If you talk, it’s just a steady stream once you start . . . This happens all the time. When we’re in the car riding home from school and you start I’m like, ‘Whoah, I got hit now!'”
(You know which lines belong to Sydney and which to Erin)