"Gretchen- no, you're not buying that. It's tacky."

Regina sighs, crossing her arms and leaning into her boyfriend's side, who's preoccupied on his phone.

"Derek. You think that's ugly, right?"

She hums, jerking her head towards him and impatiently tapping her foot, glancing at his phone screen, pleased that he isn't texting some other girl.

"Did you even hear me? Answer my question, Der."