[Marissa walks in from the bedroom wearing a skimpy robe]
Marissa : Hey Alex, should I be getting dressed or are we going back to...
[sees Seth standing in the living room as Alex walks in from the kitchen]
Marissa : ...bed?
Seth : Oh My God.
Marissa : Oh My God.
Alex : Oh My God.
Seth : [to Alex] Let me get this straight. You broke up with me, for Marissa?
Alex : Do you want your money?
Seth : Hey, who better than a superhero understands secret identity? Now hold on, just want to make sure I have the visual.
[Marissa looks uncomfortable]
Seth : Okay I got it, great, thank you. Hey listen, Alex. Thank you. Both of you. For everything, I mean, keep doing what you're doing, I like it.
[Marissa walks in from the pouring rain and passionately kisses Alex]
Marissa : I told her!
Alex : You told who what?
Marissa : My Mom. About us! I can't believe it, but I did.
Alex : You... told her?
Marissa : I thought you would be happy.
Alex : No, it just depends. Did you tell her to piss her off?
Marissa : Hey, look, I told her so that this could be real. For us.
Alex : Wow.
Alex : So, what happens now?
Marissa : She is probably having a meltdown as we speak, so I can't go home.
Alex : So stay here.
Marissa : You sure?
Alex : But first, let's get you out of these wet clothes.
[Julie sees Marissa and Alex walk in]
Julie Cooper-Nichol : Good morning Mariss... oh, hi. I didn't know you had a friend over last night. Well, I'm Marissa's mother, Julie Cooper-Nichol.
Alex : Alex.
Julie Cooper-Nichol : Alex? Oh, yeah. You're the fiesty young lady Caleb mentioned. Well, I was just making bagels. I figured if the Cohens can do it, why can't we?
Alex : Oh, none for me, thanks. I don't eat breakfast.
Julie Cooper-Nichol : Oh, that's very punk of you. You know, I used to like the punk in my day.
Marissa : Mom!
Julie Cooper-Nichol : You're right, Marissa. It still is my day. I was just being modest.