(..) Boo. You whore. Regina, we have to talk to you. Is butter a carb? Yes. Regina, you're wearing sweatpants. It's Monday. - So? - So that's against the rules and you can't sit with us. Whatever. Those rules aren't real. They were real that day I wore a vest. - Because that vest was disgusting. - You can't sit with us! These sweatpants are all that fits me right now. Fine. You can walk home, bitches. Watch where you're going, fat-ass! Gretchen and Karen followed me (..)