Derek: LOVE? Stiles: “Let me take you a button-hole lower.” Derek: Stiles! Erica: Gross. Derek: Remember when you wanted to quote e.e. cummings to Lydia and I said that’s creepy? Stiles: You don’t look creeped out. You look the opposite of creeped out. You look… Erica: Fond. You’re into this? Derek: It’s not terrible. Erica: Hate you both. I hope you fail your quiz thinking about Stilinski’s boner pointing at– Stiles: [finger guns] My triumphant prize.
Derek: My arms aren’t that bad. Stiles: Have you ever read Leo the Late Bloomer? Derek: Shut up. Stiles: You’re Leo. Derek: I got it. Stiles: … Stiles: Am I attractive to Leos? Derek: Until I win the puberty jackpot, you’ll have to do. Stiles: Unless I win it first. Derek: You can’t win twice. Um. Stiles:Oh my god. Derek: Forget I said– Stiles: No! Never. Come here!