Hey Tori... hey!
What?
Is this chicken? (shows Tori an odd-looking food)
(sniffing) I think it might be a pineapple... or part of a thumb.
(groans) I can't eat airplane food too gross. Ugh! (dumps her airplane food essentials on Tori's tray table)
And why is this now on my tray table?
Cause I'm done with it.
(looks from behind) Hey kid I told you to stop kicking my seat.
So? (continues kicking Trina's seat)
Stop that!
You're not the queen of this plane.
(to the little boy's dad) Excuse me will you please do something about your son.
Will you stop kicking her seat?
No.
(shrugs at Trina)
(checks the time) Aww great, 3 and a 1/2 hours late.
Why do you care?
I'm supposed to meet Andre, Beck, and Cat to write a script for class that's due in the morning.
What teacher?
Gradstein.
Ooh, he's tough.
No chiz.
What is "chiz" anyway?
Andre thinks it's a German sausage. (Trina looks confused)
Excuse me?
Yes?
Does this plane have WiFi?
No but we do have wireless internet service.
That's what Wifi is.
Please don't give me attitude. (walks away)
(kicks Trina's seat) Did you just kick my seat again?
Why don't you ask your butt?
Look, if you don't knock it off, I'm gonna tell the flight attendant.
Ooh, you're a scary witch.
I wish I was a witch 'cause I would take my broomstick and I would-
Trina, sit. (Trina sits back down)
(reaches for a button) I need some more air.
You have a pimple under your arm.
Don't talk about it!
Tori Vega, what's up?
Hey, I'm on the plane.
You're on the plane? Well if I were you I'd get in the plane (laughs as Tori looks confused)
(serious) So you're on the plane?
It doesn’t land until after 11.
But we have to write the script for class.
I know. Wanna do it over video chat?
Sure. I'll text Cat and Beck and tell them to get online.
Hi.
You requested my face?
Who’s dog is that?
Is it yours?
No I'm watching him for my neighbor while she's at her cheerleading practice.
My neighbor is a 1 legged man who throws lemons at me.
Will you pop this for me?
No.
I let you borrow my green sweater last week.
And that means I should pop your pit pimple?
Yes, we're sisters, if you had a pit pimple, I'd-(little boy kicks Trina's seat again)
Quit kicking my seat!
(mocking) Quit kicking my seat!
Your desserts. (hands Tori and Trina an odd-looking dessert)
What is this?
I dunno pudding.
Aww, it's got fur on it.
(giggles) Just like your pimple (Trina look offended while Andre is grossed out)
Hey, are you gonna eat your pudding?
You ate yours?
Yeah, I just scraped the fur right off the top, it wasn't bad.
(disgusted but hands Trina her pudding) Go nuts. (Trina takes the pudding)
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