Cece: What is wrong with you? I’m trying to help you! Jess: No, I don’t need your help! You don’t know! Nick and I are friends. You don’t know ‘cause you don’t have guy friends at all, you just hang out with jerks like Gavin. Oh, I’m sorry, DJ Diabetic. Cece: He has diabetes Jess: Oh, he does? Boo hoo. I’m sorry, is it really bad? I feel really bad. Cece: It’s fine, he takes medication. Jess: You just come in and you take over, it’s like you’re playing mind games with people. Cece: Okay, don’t put this on me, Jess, I’m trying to help you, you never make a move. Jess: Well, I don’t need you to help me! I like moving slow. I like being weird and taking my time. I’m not like you, I don’t just jump in the potato sack with the first potato that I meet with diabetes! Cece: Okay, what did you just say? Jess: You heard me, bitch!
