Elisa: Why does everyone keep assuming we're a couple?
Tim, snuggling closer to Elisa: Beats me.
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[date night watching a horror movie]
Bruce: Are you scared?
Elisa, cuddling closer because she is, in fact, scared: In this economy? Who wouldn't be.
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Elisa: Whatever. Nothing matters.
Elisa, after Bruce comes home from work that night: Except some things.
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Jason: I know two things.
Elisa: Which are?
Jason: I love you.
Elisa: I love you, too. What's the other thing?
Jason: You just said it.
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Talia: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO-
Elisa: It was me.
Talia: ... be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.
Jason: If it was me, I'd be dead by now.
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Stephanie: I told Elisa her ears get red when she lies, look.
Stephanie: Hey Elisa, do you love Tim?
Elisa, covering her ears: NO!
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Dick: Is the pain bad?
Elisa: It's not that bad.
Dick: Don't lie to yourself.
Elisa: I'm not lying to myself, I'm lying to you.
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Stephanie: Act natural.
Tim: Okay.
Elisa, giving Tim a high five: Great work today.
Tim, lacing his fingers with Elisa's: I love you.
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Elisa: I'm fine.
Bruce: You don't look fine.
Elisa: Then stop looking.
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Damian, nervous but trying not to show it: Tomorrow at 7. I'll come pick you up. [walks away]
Elisa, a little flustered: Did he just ask me out on a date?
Celia: I think it was more of a statement?