[He'll be a prude if he wants! It's like hearing your gross uncle talk about his girlfriend at a family gathering you can't escape. Zero Escape.]

You're a liar. You're a liar and a terrible person. Damn if I don't appreciate that about you.

[Ew, sentiment. Moving along.]

Anyway, where'd you get this car? Not that I'd give up Delores, but she doesn't play polka.