Grace: I wanted to know how you would feel if we did go out. If we go out. If my parents even let us go out.
Adrian: (sarcastically) Oh. How would I feel? Hmm. Betrayed?
Grace: Oh. Well, by me or Ricky?
Adrian: Look, if you want my permission, you are not going to get it, so live with it. Either you're friends with me, or you sleep with Ricky. One or the other.
Grace: Well, why can't I be friends with you and, like, just make out with Ricky?