- Hey.

Thanks for saving us back there.

- Oh, well I didn't wanna ruin

your dad's image of little Miss Perfect.

- Nice arms, man.

Been working out?

- What do you want, Elle?

- Oh, it's funny that you should ask

'cause girls seem to think that you are hot.

- Uh huh, that's because I am hot.

- Oh, right.

I'm not saying otherwise, no.

I'm just saying that it would be so helpful

if you would do the kissing booth for the dance club.

- Huh.

Nah.

- That's it, nah?

- Nah.

- What the hell, Noah, you owe me.

You've been telling guys not to date me.

- I am doing it for your own good, okay?

- Look, bub.

You are going to do this kissing booth

and you're gonna stop messing with my personal life.

Damn it.

- So that's five votes for the prom theme to be memory lane

and five votes for the theme to be zombie prom night.

As the deciding vote fall to me,

I vote for the memory lane theme.

(students clapping)

- So we'll pick you up out front after school?

- You know, I don't need a ride today.

I'm gonna stay late and then I think

my dad's gonna come get me.

- Oh.

Okay.

(upbeat music)

(gentle music)

- Hey.

- Oh.

Dad, you scared me.

- Sorry, I must have fallen asleep.

So?

How was the prom?

- It was...

It was great.

- It is after midnight, you know.

- (sighs) Come on, dad.

I mean, it's prom night.

You know I was gonna be late.

- Oh, I don't mean that.

It's your birthday.

Happy birthday, Elle.

- Thank you, dad.

Goodnight.

- Night.

(gentle music)

- Hey, are you okay?

- I just shouldn't have come.

- We can go if you want.

- No, no, no.

You and Lee stay.

I'm just gonna go wait and then home.

- Okay.

I got your back no matter what.

Just text me if you need anything.

- You're a really good friend.

But go.

Be a good girlfriend to Lee.

He deserves it.

(Elle sobbing)