What am I sposed to say? Have a nice life? Nice knowing you.

[waves a hand back toward the direction of the room where everyone's waiting and saying their respective goodbyes.]

Should I pull out the yearbook and pretend we had a great time? [when it was actually mostly everyone hating each other and screwing everything they touched up. drops his arm and worries his lip in frustration, shaking his head.] Cus, you're right, this isn't easy- I don't think anything I can say will make walking away from you any easier.