- [Tori sits down on the ground beside Sikowitz, who is depressed and drinking coconut milk]
- Tori Vega: How's that coconut?
- Mr. Sikowitz: Round. Hairy.
- Tori Vega: I'm sorry that we took you to that play.
- Mr. Sikowitz: Why sorry? I loved it.
- Tori Vega: Because it was about... you loved it?
- Mr. Sikowitz: Mm-hm.
- Tori Vega: But you're all depressed.
- Mr. Sikowitz: Does it show?
- Tori Vega: Kinda. What's wrong?
- Mr. Sikowitz: Well, you see, I was dating this woman, and during the play, she sent me a text message. She dumped me and moving to Fresno.
- Tori Vega: Oh, that's awesome!
- [Sikowitz stares at Tori in confusion]
- Tori Vega: No! I meant...
- [Tori clears her throat]
- Tori Vega: ...that we thought that you were depressed because the play was about a high school teacher who's a sad pathetic loser, and...
- [Sikowitz stares at Tori in confusion]
- Tori Vega: Nothing.
- Mr. Sikowitz: It's all right.
- [Sikowitz gently pats Tori's hands in comfort]
- Mr. Sikowitz: I love being a teacher.
- Tori Vega: Good. Well, I'm sorry that your lady bailed on you.
- Mr. Sikowitz: It is what it is.
- [Sikowitz stands up. Sikowitz gently pats Tori's head]
- Mr. Sikowitz: What it is.
- [Sikowitz walks off. Tori stands up]
- [to Sikowitz]
- Robbie Shapiro: Hey, whatcha got there?
- Andre Harris: Yeah, whatcha got there?
- Rex: Whatcha got there?