(Excited) No stupid bleach smell or ‘round the clock nannies or time-eating fluorescent lights. Just actual dirt and the actual G.D. sun! I'm sure you could care less about the sun, but I missed it.

(Realization) That’s the problem! We kept telling people it’ll be a normal party and all you rich kids got nostalgic for your weird de-but thingies.

(Irritated) You think I had something to do with it!? If I wanted to hurt you, I woulda punched you in the face when we met. I'm not stupid enough to bang pots and pans around the teachers announcing a fight.