« Adam(holding balloon with the word congrats on it): It's for you.
Emma: Congrats? For what? Having sex with you?
Adam: Yeah, you did a really good job so I thought you deserved a balloon.
Emma: I'm working.
Adam: Okay. What's up with not calling me back?
Emma: I'm not good at this stuff.
Adam: At what, talking?
Emma: Yeah, talking… communicating… relationship stuff. It's just… If we were in a relationship I'd become a weird scary version of myself, and my throat starts constricting, the walls start throbbing, it's like a peanut allergy. It's like an emotional peanut allergy. »