"Sam turned his back on Dean, his face brooding and pensive." I mean, I don't know how he's doing it, but this guy is doing it. I can't see your face, but those are definitely your brooding and pensive shoulders.
— Nah, it's ok. You know, the truth is even at Stanford, deep down I never really fit in.
— Well that's 'cause you're a freak.
— Yeah, thanks.
— Well, I'm a freak too. I'm right there with you... All the way.