Becca: don't know why you're stressing. It's obvious Mr. Drake has the hots for you. You couldn't flunk his class if you wanted to.
Shelby: Shut up.
Becca: Don't pretend you haven't noticed how he looks at you. He wants to write a paper on your girl parts.
Shelby: That is like beyond revolting.
Becca: Oh, yeah, then why are you blushing?
Shelby: Because I've eaten my weight in fun-size candy.
Becca: So, what do we do now?
Shelby: Uh, so now each of us puts two fingers on the pointer and starts asking questions.
Becca: What kind of questions?
Shelby: Like, "Are there any spirits here with us now? If so, we beseech thee to send us a sign."
Becca: "Beseech thee"?
Shelby: If you can do better, be my guest.
Becca: Look, spirits, it's getting late and I have to pee. So if you're going to say something, you'd better say it.