Allie: Why didn’t you write me? Why?
Noah: I e-mailed you. It must of went to spam!
Allie: It wasn’t over for me. I waited for seven years.
Noah: Yeah, I know. (to himself) I saw the Facebook statuses.
Allie: And now it’s too late.
Noah: I, uh, tweeted you.
Allie: You wrote me?
Noah: Well I didn’t “at” you, but…
(Alie is overcome with joy and kisses Noah passionately)
Noah: I guess we should instagram this.
Girl: Don’t "at" me.