Becca: So we’re just poor and fucked up?
Me: Yeh.
Becca: So we’re just poor and fucked up?
Me: Yeh.
Ivy: Isn’t Chef’s Table like, one guy cooking food for a bunch of countries and he messes it up?
Me: What? No!
Daryl: So you’re telling me you DON’T want to meet someone, get married and get divorced? That’s the dream.
Random girl: Um, I don’t want you guys to be mad at me, but I’m pretty drunk right now.
Don: Do you lift? I lift. Spirits.
Me: So you confused me with an old Italian guy named Tony?
Fabienne: I’m sorry, I’M SORRY!
Don: We are all here to criticize. A fashion house is not a fashion house without family members.
(at a museum)
Ashley: We’re just two cultured bitches, you know.
Zoe: It’s a hot chocolate but it tastes like misery.
Sean: Man, I’ve been trying to play that for I don’t even know how long.
Me: Years and years?
Sean: Like two months.