Roxanne: You're supposed to be with Luke.
Meg: What does that mean?
Roxanne: Figure it out. I can wait. I've got all night, I don't have a date or anything. But it is kinda cold so if you figure it out sooner than later that'd be great.
Meg: (stunned) You never liked Luke...
Roxanne: No, I like East Catholic jocks and college boys on buses.
Meg: And he doesn't like you?!
Roxanne: Are you finished? And California surfer boys and rock 'n' roll drummers. Oh, and the waiter at the pizzeria. Okay, now I'm finished and no, he doesn't like me. Meg, if you stopped pretending that you hate Luke you might notice that you really, really like him. Oh, and swimmers. I forgot swimmers.