Sage: Hey
Arianna: Hey? who is this?
Sage: It doesn't fucking matter.
Arianna: ?
Sage: I just want you to know how much of a fucking clown you are.
Arianna: Do I know you?
Sage: You broke up with Daria to go be with some guy.
Arianna: He's not just some guy.
Sage: Save it, he probably looks like mayonnaise rolled in pubic hair.
Arianna: Okay? I don't know why it involves you.
Sage: It involves me because Daria is the best thing that has ever happened to me, and you fucking hurt her.
Arianna: Okay? She's really not that great of a person. Are you her new girlfriend or something?
Sage: No. I'm one of her friends.
Arianna: Okayyyy, so one of Daria's 'friends' comes over to me to tell me how much of a shit I am for leaving her for a guy?
Sage: Yes.
Arianna: I don't have time for this. I have shit to do.
Sage: You may have the face of an angel, but you have the personality like the sound of an ironing board being unfolded.
Arianna: Ooooooh! Big words! Who taught you that?
Sage: Fuck off Karen, go speak to the manager.
Arianna: I'm done talking to you.
Sage: See you in hell, 6 piece Chicken McNobody, I'll pack a rat poison sandwich for your journeys :D
