Vi Rose Hill: Quit it with those nails, Edward Scissorhands.
G.G. Sparrow: Well, I am who I am.
Vi Rose Hill: Well, maybe you were... five procedures ago.
Vi Rose Hill: I am an incandescent, board certified, supermodel baby.
G.G. Sparrow: Get your butt off my table, I eat there.
G.G. Sparrow: Who cares if I've had a few little nips and tucks? God didn't make plastic surgeons so they could starve.
