Nolan Traynor: We can get other jobs.
Amanda Shelton: Sure, we can take out an add. We can afford it. "Situation Wanted: Shitty chef and sous chef seek restaurant to ruin."
Jonathan Bendel: Lois, are you busy after I'm done chewing Tom's head off?
Lois McNally: You're the boss, Mr. Bendel.
Jonathan Bendel: No, no, no. Y-you-you be the boss this time.
Tom Bartlett: Very bold plate selection, I might add. Explains the outfit.
Amanda Shelton: To eliminate a necklace would've taken another half hour.
Tom Bartlett: I see.
Amanda Shelton: Doesn't look like it takes you very long.
Tom Bartlett: Touché. I do seem to come out of the shower fully dressed in a blue suit.
Tom Bartlett: I think I've loved you since that first day in the market.
Amanda Shelton: You mean the day I had my hand up your pants. Men are so easy.
Tom Bartlett: Oh yeah.
Chris: I just downloaded my schedule onto your computer.
Lois McNally: I hope you were using a condom.
Tom Bartlett: If the broom fits, ride it.
Tom Bartlett: I love shoes.
Brian in Shoes: Me too Mr. Bartlett.
Tom Bartlett: I love how we sell shoes. I love how we sell them in twos, it's so... Noah's ark.
Nolan Traynor: Amanda, if I have to hear about him one more time, I'm gonna cut my ears off and mail 'em to him.
Tom Bartlett: She cursed me. She said in this creepy little voice, a man is his destiny.
Lois McNally: Oh... She's a wise witch. She casts her spells in proverbs.
Amanda Shelton: My friend Nolan told me this thing about men and sex, that they think about it 238 times a day and when they do they adjust their belts.
Tom Bartlett: That's ridiculous, no, no, not the belt - I meant the amount. That's ridiculous. Do the math I'm awake maybe 17 hours a day. Times 60 would be 1020, divided by 238, that would be sex about every 4 minutes... yeah, yeah, that's about right.
Amanda Shelton: I've been here 20 minutes.
Lois McNally: If you need anything call me, although I don't know how to do anything except buy clothes.
