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Conor: I think we’re lucky you didn’t smack him.

Star: You spit on the kid, right? Not the lunch lady?

Kat: Star!

Star: I know you too well.

Kat: Not well enough. As if I’d spit on Mrs. Reisz. She’s so nice.

Conor: What did you spit on that belonged to the little bastard?

Alessa: They’re not going to punish her for using spit as a weapon, are they?

Maverick: I doubt it. You need to calm down, babe. I know you’re reading up on this shit but it’s just a schoolyard prank.

Alessa: Saliva transmits diseases, Maverick. You’re lucky, Katina, that you only got a detention.

Kat: I don’t think the principal likes the kid either. Even if his dad has this big business in the city and gave the school a library.

Conor: We can give them a laboratory if you want, Kat?

Kat: Oooh, is that an option? Can you upgrade the gym?

Conor: If you want.

Alessa: Is this your idea of a punishment?

Kat: Alessa! I was totally in the right.

Conor: Wouldn’t say ‘totally.’ Alessa has a point. If we encourage spit, what’s next?

Star: How about this… Kat, if you don’t work on your impulse control, the only place you can practice cartwheels is in the gym.

Kat: WHAT?! That’s so unreasonable. How am I supposed to get better?

Star: You get better at the gym.

Kat: It’s not like I can practice in a yard anymore.

Alessa: You can practice when you visit here.

Kat: But that’s every other weekend. What about every day?

Conor: We have a massive terrace.

Kat: I could fall off the side.

Conor: How could you? There are walls and glass barriers!

Star: She has a point. If there’s a way to fall off the side of a building this high, she’d discover it.

Maverick: Wait. What’s the actual punishment here? No cartwheels unless she’s in school? That doesn’t sound like much of a deterrent.

Alessa: I agree.

Kat: I was sticking up for the underdog. Isn’t that what the Green Berets taught you to do, Maverick?

Maverick: Nice try, kid.

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