[ At mention of Russel Crowe’s band’s name, Santana scoffs. ]
Sorry, 30 Odd Foot of Grunts is a terrible name. I can’t imagine they’re any good.
[ Then Christine drops that question, and Santana turns beet red. In this moment, she’s incredibly grateful she’s in a dark movie theater. Calm down, Santana. It’s fine. Christine didn’t ask Santana if she likes girls. ]
Yeah. Uh. I guess? Only if they’re hot. And like, most people aren’t cool with it, so like, you should probably keep that stuff to yourself.
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Sorry, 30 Odd Foot of Grunts is a terrible name. I can’t imagine they’re any good.
[ Then Christine drops that question, and Santana turns beet red. In this moment, she’s incredibly grateful she’s in a dark movie theater. Calm down, Santana. It’s fine. Christine didn’t ask Santana if she likes girls. ]
Yeah. Uh. I guess? Only if they’re hot. And like, most people aren’t cool with it, so like, you should probably keep that stuff to yourself.