You: I'm sorry I'm a terrible conversationalist. I don't know you very well, yet, though I hope to change that.
Other you: You make my mornings brighter. I look forward to seeing you every day. Do you realize that I like you? I think you do. Do you like me back? I think you might. You're pretty damned adorable.
Dear annoying girl: Are you the teacher? No. So let the teacher teach.
Dear person I thought was a friend: Hmm, say I'm bitching when I'm only grumbling because said annoying girl above was picking on not only me, but
you as well. Go the hell away, and next time, sit by yourself and find your own damned script.