Nancy: Oh, my god. Did we sleep together?
Louis: No.
Nancy: Did I sleep with anyone?
Louis: No.
Nancy: Who did you sleep with?
Louis: Nobody.
Carol: This Wednesday, one woman will teach another woman to sound a little less retarded.
Carol: I just want to give you my card. I'm not a vocal coach anymore, but I would make an exception for you because you sound like a squeaky toy. And I don't mean that in a bad way.
