( scott's heart actually starts to race like the sappy pre-teen he is. his eyes are a little wider, his grip on the wheel tightens a bit, and for all his talk about kissing and things with mouths and all the other racy, physical parts of whatever he has with matt--jesus, he thinks he's more flustered now than he's ever been in his life. )

... 'rests' my ass. ( he's not as good at the whole keeping up appearances thing, and scott knows he can't even lie about it, so why bother? ) You're not allowed to rest after saying something like that.

( ahahaha, shit. he's blushing. ) The defence can be grateful the witness is driving because the witness wants to assault his stupid mouth.