Andrea: Are you, uh, going to the school dance?
Brandon: No, are you?
Andrea: Uh, no.
Brandon: Personally, I hate to dance.
Andrea: You do?
Brandon: Yeah. I always step on people's toes, I have no sense of rhythm, it's awful.
Andrea: So, you probably wouldn't want to go even if someone asked you?
Brandon: I don't know. Would you?
Andrea: Well I have fundamental ideological problems with teenage social rituals that basically do nothing but exacerbate fear of total insecurity and inferiority over one's appearance, while frenetically exploiting and I must add, distorting the feminine ideal. I mean, in an act which reaches it's apogee with the election of the spring queen.
Brandon: Was that a yes or a no?
Andrea: What was the question?