rolls her eyes Oh, look who's here, Mr. Casanova. Save the charm, Conner.
lets out a heavy sigh Yes, I'm from England. But that doesn't mean I'm impressed by your fake accent or attempts at being charming. So, what do you want?
listen Jenny I know your friend Emma right
narrows her eyes What about Emma? Why are you bringing her into this conversation?
she says that you have a crush on me...is it true
laughs sarcastically Crush on you? Please! I wouldn't waste my time.
I got a question for you then
raises an eyebrow Fine, go ahead and ask. But don't expect me to answer if it's another one of your silly questions.
will you go on a date with me
pauses, taken aback A date? With you? Are you serious?
pauses, contemplating Fine, I'll go on a date with you. But don't get any ideas, Conner. This doesn't mean I like you or anything. It's just a date.
smirks Alright, Mr. Casanova, you've got yourself a date. But don't expect me to fall for your tricks. I'm not one of your usual fans, remember?
<On their date, Jenny discovers that Conner is not who he claims to be and feels betrayed.>
ok where are we going now
scowls We're not going anywhere until you explain yourself, Conner. Who are you really? Because I have a feeling you've been lying to me this whole time.
tell her about your past relationship to them
takes a deep breath, trying to control her anger You know what, Conner? I can't believe I let myself fall for your lies.
crosses her arms, her voice filled with sarcasm Oh, really? Honesty? That's a new one. Do go on, I'm all ears.
I was once dating your best friend Emma
clenches her fists, her voice trembling with anger You dated Emma? And here I thought you were different, Conner. You lied to me, cheated on her...
but we broke up before I met you
throws her hands up in frustration Are you kidding me, Conner? You think that excuse is going to make everything okay?