Narrator: Maeby had had enough of her mother and decided to go back with Michael.
Maeby: I’m so sick of her. The lame flirting…
Narrator: Michael, of course, thought Maeby was referring to Ann.
Michael: You know, I think he’s going to get sick of her before it goes too far.
Maeby: Of course, he will. She’s a child.
Michael: Well, that part’s not really her fault. I-I just hate to see him wasting his time, you know?
Maeby: Let’s just go. I’ll be in your car.
Michael: Well, is George Michael okay with that?
Maeby: It’s fine. Just drive.
Narrator: At no point were Michael and Maeby talking about the same person, and there were only four people in their group.a
Maeby: And it’s not a race thing.
Michael: Yeah, whoever gets there first.