(Gale to Dawson when she finds him sitting in the house working on writing his show while her wedding reception is going on outside)
Gale: I think you would rather sit in here with the imaginary version of your friends than be out there and talk to the real ones.
Dawson: Actually, I have a deadline.
Gale: Right. And this has nothing to do with a certain Joey Potter who climbed out of your window this morning?