Ezra: I’ve thought about it, if I had left before you walked in, we’d have no problems. You’d just be a pretty girl that sits one row over from the windows and I’d be the new teacher.
Aria: All neat and tidy.
Ezra: Is that what you want? To go back?
Aria: No.
Ezra: Me neither. So, we don’t go back, we go forward, together.