LO BOSWORTH: Hey, Audrina.
AUDRINA PATRIDGE: Hi, Lo!
LO: Is that your Halloween costume?
AUDRINA: What are you talking about?
LO: So, that would be a "no."
AUDRINA: You don't like my outfit?
LO: Um. You look like a Poison groupie.
AUDRINA:...So?
LO: Well, if you don't understand why that's bad, I certainly don't care to explain it to you.
AUDRINA: You're so uptight. You'd think someone who earns like $100,000 an episode for literally doing nothing would be cheerier.
LO: What do you mean, "doing nothing"?
AUDRINA: I have to have the cameras at my fake job at the record label AND I had to have the cameras all over my stupid relationship with stupid Justin-Bobby, which never gets any less embarrassing. I EARN MY MONEY. YOU don't have a job OR a boyfriend on the show.
LO: Well, those things are personal.
AUDRINA: YOU'RE ON A REALITY SHOW ABOUT PEOPLE'S PERSONAL LIVES.
LO: Foolish child. SOMEONE has to ask leading questions about what happened at a variety of contrived, soft-scripted social events. Besides, you're just evading the real question: what's happening on the front of your shirt:
AUDRINA PATRIDGE: Hi, Lo!
LO: Is that your Halloween costume?
AUDRINA: What are you talking about?
LO: So, that would be a "no."
AUDRINA: You don't like my outfit?
LO: Um. You look like a Poison groupie.
AUDRINA:...So?
LO: Well, if you don't understand why that's bad, I certainly don't care to explain it to you.
AUDRINA: You're so uptight. You'd think someone who earns like $100,000 an episode for literally doing nothing would be cheerier.
LO: What do you mean, "doing nothing"?
AUDRINA: I have to have the cameras at my fake job at the record label AND I had to have the cameras all over my stupid relationship with stupid Justin-Bobby, which never gets any less embarrassing. I EARN MY MONEY. YOU don't have a job OR a boyfriend on the show.
LO: Well, those things are personal.
AUDRINA: YOU'RE ON A REALITY SHOW ABOUT PEOPLE'S PERSONAL LIVES.
LO: Foolish child. SOMEONE has to ask leading questions about what happened at a variety of contrived, soft-scripted social events. Besides, you're just evading the real question: what's happening on the front of your shirt:
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