Art:
Oh, that's not kale in there, is it?
Lizzie:
Can we not have the kale conversation?
Art:
I like iceberg.
Lizzie:
I know.
Art:
It knows what it is. It's not trying to be all fancy.
Lizzie:
I know.
Riley:
Check it out. Boom!
[The tattoo reads:
"Holly".]
Art:
Oh, on the ribs. Did it hurt?
Riley:
Yeah.
Lizzie:
Oh, my God. Why did you do that?
Riley:
Because it's awesome.
Lizzie:
Does she know about this?
Riley:
No, it's a surprise.
Al:
Big surprise.
Lizzie:
Oh, dude, this may be the dumbest thing you've ever done.
Riley:
No, it's romantic.
Lizzie:
No, it's stupid. You're gonna freak her out.
Al:
Why are you the enemy of romance?
Riley:
I want her to know I'm crazy about her.
Lizzie:
Well, she'll definitely get the crazy part.
Riley:
You don't know her like I do.
Lizzie:
She's cool, laid-back and independent.
Riley:
Okay. You know her a little.
Lizzie:
And this tattoo makes you look weird, desperate, and really clingy.
Riley:
It does.
Art:
Oh, yeah. Now I see it. Too bad. I liked her.
Riley:
Okay, you guys are crazy. She's not gonna break up with me over a tattoo.
Art:
Spilt milk, buddy. Let it go.
Al:
I tried to talk him out of it.
