scene 5a: pink prison party

That seems fair.

A hundred and twenty calories and forty-eight calories from fat. What percent is that?

There’s no way of knowing.

I’m only eating foods with less than thirty percent calories from fat.

It’s forty percent. Forty-eight over a hundred and twenty equals “x” over a hundred, and then you cross-multiply and get the value of “x".

Whatever. I’m getting cheese fries.

You can’t join Mathletes. It’s social suicide.

Mathletes? Ew, no. Why is he by our table?

I can hear you, by the way.

Can you hear me now? “bye”.

Take my card in case you change your mind. I also deejay and I designed that font. That’s my landline, so my mom might answer in Tamil… peace!

Damn. You are so lucky you have us to guide you. Meet me after school. I’m gonna take you to the mall and buy you some shoes.