"Look, you choked at your big audition. I get it. I’m sorry, but it happens. And I understand that you’re pissed off at the universe, but imploding on one of the last nights that we have to spend together because, basically, you’re just not in the mood to dance is maybe the pettiest thing you have ever done.
"So have fun at your ‘I’m a victim’ party, acting like you’re not some selfish, self-centered, lame-ass wannabe diva from hell, because me, I’m going to go to my senior prom with my girlfriend and my friends."