Greta: Do you ever feel like your face isn't yours?
Nat: What do you mean?
Greta: Sometimes I just feel like my brain isn't even connected to my face. Like it's a stranger's or something.
Nat: If I were you, I'd really wish my face was a stranger's.
Greta: Did you meet anyone cool at school?
Nat: Not really.
Greta: Did you meet any dorkuses?
Nat: You mean, other than you?
Greta: Other than *you*.
Greta: Hey, where's your meteorite? Is this the longest you guys have been apart?
Nat: It's just a rock, you know.