Quinn. Quinn. Hey.
Can we talk later? Look, I have to find Mark.
Can you just go back to our room
and change into your normal clothes
and scrape that stuff off your face?
[clanking]
And put your glasses on?
No. Look, if looking like this is what gets Mark's attention,
then here I am.
But this is not the way to get attention from guys.
Hey, Quinn. I don't know if you're doing anything
Saturday night, but if you're free, I thought-
Good bye.
Quinn.
I want Mark back.
But this is the wrong way to do it.
Lola said that this is the kind of girl some guys want.
But this doesn't work for you.
- Quinn. - Keep walking.
It sure seems like it's working.
My wizard attacks your magic dragon.
And I respond with my wand of many mysteries.
Burn.
Can I play?
You broke up with her?
- Can I date her? - No.
I'll give you my wizard card and two magic trolls.
Stop.
Quinn.
Yeah, baby?
- What are you doing? - What do you mean?
Your face, your hair, your lack of glasses. Your-
- Ya like? - No, this isn't you.
Well, it's what you want.
I'm not dating Brooke because she looks hot.
We just really connected.
Uh-huh.
Seriously. We both collect antique calendars.
We both like to knit.
I'd rather not hear about your magical connections
with Brooke.
I'm just saying I like her for her.
Her hotness is just gravy.
You hate gravy.
Remember the one time I put gravy on your potato?
You didn't speak to me for two days.
- Quinn, I- - Just forget it.
Forget everything.
[honking]
♪ Would you miss me? Cause I'd miss you ♪
♪ I miss you ♪
What's your problem?
Nothing, Logan, just keep riding.
♪ I'd miss you ♪
You been crying?
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Come on, talk to me.
Mark broke up with me.
Oh, yeah, I heard you got dumped.
Broken up with.
Yeah, after two years.
Why'd he dump... break up with you?
Cause he fell for Brooke Margolin.
Oh, she's hot.
Hot-ish.
I guess I can't be mad at Mark.
Well, if it makes you feel any better,
I think Mark's an idiot.
Yeah, yeah, I know you hate him.
I-I don't hate him.
I mean, he's an idiot for breaking up with you.
Why do you say that?
I don't know. I mean... Look, we all know you're weird.
But, you're smart...
you're pretty... and... you're kind of fun.
Thanks.
Sure. And uh... why are you dressed like that?
I was trying to compete with Brooke.
Well, don't.
Hey, there's Quinn.
- Faster! - Giddy up!
[neighing]
Weirdest. Day. Ever.
Uh-huh.