Alyssa: Look, I thought I was helping you.
Sam: It would help me if I could kiss you.
Alyssa: No. Look, I thought we were just friends.
Sam: Well, what you think you know doesn’t necessarily have much to do with reality. I mean I hope I’m not the first one to tell you this.

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