Jesus! Cheyenne, what're you doing here? I had to talk to you. Aw, you shouldn't be here....

Nick Eliot: Jesus! Cheyenne, what're you doing here? Cheyenne: I had to talk to you. Nick Eliot: Aw, you shouldn't be here. I've gotten in enough trouble. Cheyenne: Y-You didn't do those things to Adrian. Y-Y-You didn't do those things. Nick Eliot: Of course not. Cheyenne: I knew she was making it up. I knew it. Nick Eliot: What is it, Cheyenne? Cheyenne: Did Adrian ever tell you about a guy named Rick? Nick Eliot: Yeah, I think so. Said he was a friend, why? Cheyenne: He was her camp counselor. Adrian had a crush on him. Nick Eliot: So? Cheyenne: He's dead. He ate something poison. Everyone thought it was an accident. But, Adrian knows stuff. Stuff that other kids don't know. She knows about wasps too. Nick Eliot: I know. I thought about that. There's just no proof. Cheyenne: But, I think there might be. Adrian kept a diary. She writes everything in it. She thinks no one knows about it, but I've seen it. She kept it hidden in her bedroom. Nick Eliot: I'll tell the lawyers about the diary. But, you gotta forget all about Adrian. She's sick, you understand? Come on, you already showed me. Cheyenne: But, she's a liar. She's lying about you. Nick Eliot: I know. But, I can take care of myself. Come on, I'll walk you. Cheyenne: I'll be alright. I've done it a million times. Later. Nick Eliot: Later.