Owen: Do you want to go steady? Abby: What do you mean? Owen: Do you want to be my girlfriend? Abby: Owen, I'm not a girl. Owen: You're not a girl? What are you? Abby: I'm nothing. Owen: You know, it's ok if you don't want to be my girlfriend. You don't have to make stuff up. Abby: Can't we just keep things the way they are? Owen: Yeah, fine. Whatever.

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