Rory: I’m just saying I’m no stranger to The Big Apple.
Jess: You are if you’re calling it The Big Apple.
Rory: So I don’t have the lingo down yet, but at least I have the attitude.
Jess: You do, huh?
Rory: Oh, yeah. When I was getting a locker for my back pack at the bus stop, there was this guy and he was just standing there, staring at me. And instead of ignoring him I just fixed him with a really withering stare.
Jess: Now, that I gotta see.
Rory: No.
Jess: Aw, come on. Let me see your withering stare!
Rory: It’s dangerous. I could hurt you.
Jess: I’ve been hurt before.
Rory: No.
Jess: I’m disappointed.