Lauren has been pressed into service as official note-deliverer for a friend who has a crush on a boy in her class. Me thinks her friend should have chosen someone more romantic than Lauren, who still thinks boys are kinda gross.

Lauren: Yeah, she’s always writing him these notes and sending him this stuff and asking me to give it to him. She signs it “Your special someone.”

Me: So do you give it to him?

Lauren: Yeah, and I say (deadpan) “Your ‘special someone’ is Hannah,” cause I don’t want him to think it’s me.