Like in the debut of My So Called Life. When girl, uhm, Angela?, is walking into to school, complaining there's no compassion... And there's the cheerleader, crying in the hallway. And Angela just walks by.

And it happens in five seconds flat. Blink and you missed it. And it isn't a slight on Angela, she's a teenager for chrissake! Of course she's self-absorbed.

Yeah, brilliant.

Lay it on me. Little stuff only you and the screenwriter noted...and now us!