"Awesome. We're both retards. High five!?"

"Awesome. We're both retards," you say. "High five?!" you say in your Borat accent. She laughs, flashing you her flawless smile. Yes!

"That's right, up high," you say as she raises her arm to give you a five.

SLAP!

"Now, what do you say we ask Pinsky over here to help us?" she offers and of course you nod.

As if almost on cue, you see the arms of half the class go up. Seems they're retards, too.

"Good," you say noting all the confused lab groups. "I guess it's not as bad being stupid when everybody else is too."

"Good point," Haleigh says. "I just hope he grades on a curve, cause then all we need to be is slightly less stupid than the rest of the class."

"I've got an idea to get us an A?" you say, grabbing a piece of paper and a pencil. You've got a great idea. You write "a milliliter is a unit of measure" and give the paper to Haleigh. "Here, show this to him."

She reads it and smiles, but shakes her head. "You're a dork!" You smile. "A kind of cute dork," she continues.

As Mr. Pinsky travels to all of the lab stations to tell the groups what to do and essentially do the experiment for them, you realize how lucky you are that you and Haleigh are in the corner, meaning you'll be the last station he visits. That gives you time to talk about non-scientific topics with Haleigh.