There is silence until Shoshana speaks.

Shoshana: Then I assume Pamie and I are better people than you guys, huh? Us weirdos...[to PAMIE] Do you, would you do that to me?
Pamie: I don't have any friends...
Shoshana: Well if you did?
Pamie: No...I don't think the kind of friends I'd have would mind...
Shoshana: I just wanna tell each of you, that I wouldn't do that...I wouldn't and I will not! 'Cause I think that's real shitty...
Maile: Your friends wouldn't mind because they look up to us...
Shoshana: [Shoshana laughs at her] You're so conceited, Maile. You're so conceited. You're so, like, full of yourself, why are you like that?
Maile: [crying again] I'm not saying that to be conceited! I hate it! I hate having to go along with everything David Foster says!
Shoshana: Well then why do you do it?
Maile: I don't know, I don't...you don't understand...you don't. You're not friends with the same kind of people that Ivette and I are friends with! You know, you just don't understand the pressure that they can put on you!
Shoshana: [shocked] I don't understand what? You think I don't understand pressure, Maile? I'm fourteen! I have to go back and face all of my friends after what you guys are saying about me on national television and I don't even get to defend myself. You think I don't understand pressure? Well fuck you! Fuck you!