Jen Clark: Didn't you and Ryan date?
Kelly Taylor: Yes, briefly, a while ago.
Jen Clark: I thought so. I'm rarely wrong about vibes. You know, I think academics are terribly sexy. And I don't get to mean teachers. When I was at Yale, I briefly dated someone in the registar's office.
Kelly Taylor: You don't say.
Jen Clark: He was pretty much a bore, actually. Although I did get to read my... uh, recommendation letters from high school. That was sweet. Most of them were rather glowing. There was one, though that was slightly less glowing.
Kelly Taylor: I wrote that letter to Yale because it's my job to give the colleges an honest appraisal of the students here.
Jen Clark: Uh-huh. You said that in your opinion, I was "a narcissist with no moral compass". Did you really think that Yale was going to listen to you? A guidance counselor? Especially, after I told all of them how you hold an irrational grudge against me? I had an impeccable transcript. I was the president of the senior class. I was class valedictorian. I was president of the Sigma Delta sorority at Yale. I'm a legacy. I got in early. I graduated early.
Kelly Taylor: That's because you stole Liz Hartigan's term paper and passed it off as your own.
Jen Clark: [makes a wicked smirk] Oh God, are you still going on about that? You're like Ahab. Man, you are such a busybody. You're still going on about something that happened here six years ago... which I did not do?
Kelly Taylor: Drop the innocent act, okay? You may have fooled Yale. You may have fooled everyone else here at West Bev, but you can't fool me because I know what kind of person you really are. Self-centered, devious, manipulative, willing to do whatever it takes to get what you want.
Jen Clark: [continues to sneer] Take it easy, okay? I haven't even slept with Ryan yet.
Kelly Taylor: No, this has nothing to do with Ryan. It has to do with you stealing that girl's term paper right out of a teacher's desk and submitting it as your own so you could beat her out as class valedictorian!
Jen Clark: [continues to talk in a innocent and charming tone] That was never proven. Plus, I am appalled that you think so little of me. Simply appalled. Do you make stuff up like that all the time just so you can feel secure? Oh hey, being that you're a guidance counselor, maybe you can give me a little guidance about Ryan. Tell me, Miss Taylor, what does he like in bed?
[defeated and angry, Kelly walks out]
