Juliet:
He says things to me. Beautiful, romantic things. You've never heard such poetry.
Rosaline:
Let me guess. He compares you to the moon and the sun. "The fairest stars in heaven do entreat your eyes."
Juliet:
How do you...
Rosaline:
It's Romeo Montague, isn't it? Yeah. Everybody knows Romeo Montague. I'm afraid you're not the first young maiden he's charmed with his high cheekbones and fancy words.
Juliet:
I'm such a fool.
Juliet:
Yeah. You kind of are.
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