BRITTANY: I didn’t cheat on you. I did something much worse. I lost your magic comb. I don’t know what happened - I had it in my pocket, and then I went to motocross practice, and then when I left it was gone. That’s why I’ve been avoiding you - I was so ashamed. That magic comb was our only chance of winning, the only thing keeping me from totally screwing it up. I didn’t want to let you down, Artie.
ARTIE: That wasn’t a magic comb. I just found it on the floor and ran into you on the way to tossing it in the trash.
BRITTANY: And you let me comb my hair with it?
ARTIE: You don’t need a magic comb. You’re magic, Brittany, the way you move. And I just should’ve told you that in the first place, and I’m sorry.
BRITTANY: When I’m out there dancing today, it won’t be for the team, or for the crowd. It’ll be for you.
(via gleeky)
Someday, my own Britanny will find me.
