This was strange. Sarah was usually a total bitch towards him, but now, she was being really nice and friendly.
"Are you okay?" Sarah asked Jon. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?"
"Sarah," Jon started. "Do you notice anything strange about yourself?"
"No, I don't think so."
"Well ... you're being nice. Really nice."
"And what's strange about that?"
"You're never nice. Not to me, anyway."
"How can you say that?" Sarah asked, sounding hurt. "I'm always nice to you."
On what planet? Jon thought.
