Ben Tennyson: Nice game, Julie.
Julie Yamamoto: How would you know? (walks away)
Ben Tennyson: What? What did I say?
Gwen Tennyson: It's what you did, Ben. You were late, and when you finally showed up, you made a big entrance and completely blew her concentration.
Ben Tennyson: I can't help if I'm famous, right? (waves to the crowd; Gwen glares at him) ...I'm sorry. It won't happen again.
Gwen Tennyson: It better not. The finals are in 3 hours. That should be enough time for you to figure out how to make this up to her.
Ben Tennyson: (to Kevin) Any suggestions?
Kevin Levin: Yeah, there's a plan - ask me for girlfriend advice.