Cappie: It’s not just any Quickie Mart. You and I came here once freshman year for snacks.
Casey: I thought it looked familiar.
Cappie: You were buying all this food, and I was wondering if you got high when I wasn’t looking. And when I asked you about it, you said: ”I want to stock the fridge in your room,” because you knew I was lazy about going to the cafeteria, and you didn’t want me to go hungry.
Casey: Um… Do you want food?
Cappie: And you were at the register, paying. And you tucked your hair behind your ear, looked back at me and just… smiled. Case… This is where I first realized that I loved you. And I’ve loved you every day since.
Casey: Oh, Cap… Oh, my God.
Cappie: That’s my gift.
Casey: Oh, my God. It’s perfect.