//Will walks in late, had said last class that he'd be sick Delaney: You're supposed to be sick. Will: No, I'm dead. But I came anyway.
Aaron: I'm not sick, I just feel really sick.
Theresa: Hey [teacher], I'm still sick, anyone you want me to infect? Teacher: <Points at Contreras> How about this one right here? Theresa: Yeah alright, I'll cough on him or something Teacher: Or how about a kiss? That'd do it too. Contreras: Actually, how about 4 or 5 kisses? Y'know, just to make sure.
Pham: Where were you yesterday? Student: I was sick. Pham: You sickteen, not sick. Student: Sick! S-I-C-K! Pham: Yeah, I know.