*hanging from ferris wheel*
young noah: will you go out with me?
young allie: what? no.
young noah: no...?
young allie: no.
young noah: why not?
young allie: i don't know, because i don't want to.
young noah: ok, then you leave me no other choice.
*noah lets go with one hand*
young allie: ahhhh!
young noah: i'm gonna ask you one more time, will you or will you not go out with me? i think my hand's slipping.
young allie: ok, ok. fine i'll go out with you
young noah: no, don't do me any favors.
young allie: no, no i want to.
young noah: say it.
young allie: i wanna go out with you.
young noah: say it again.
young allie: i wanna go out with you!
young noah: all right, all right we'll go out.