(Meant To Be's couch, Ballerina is crying)
Ballerina: I-I ca-can't believe he would l-leave m-me like th-this.
Emma: Poor Bal. (seriously why am I here?!)
Kylie (singing): ou te, Danceroutai
Ballerina: I thought he'd just stay forever. *hiccup*
John: At least this wasn't about Camila.
(she steps on John's foot)
Emma: Now you know pain.
Alyssa: Bal, maybe he wasn't meant to be.
Ballerina: *sigh* You're right. Maybe he just didn't fit.
Falco: So, Dancer has left. What happens now?
(Ballerina buries her face into Kylie's blanket again and makes muffled crying noise)
(Emma steps on Falco's foot)
Emma: Now you know pain!
Falco: Actually, I have robotic legs, I just said, "Ow" because I wanted to trick you.
Emma: What?! Bu-but- I'm done.
(Ballerina lets her head up)
Ballerina: I think I got makeup on your blanket.
Kylie: That's okay. I'll just wash it... with my own makeup-less tears...