Becky: This is all fucked up. I'm gonna walk in wearing my pajamas like I'm fucking Michael Jackson.
Clyde: And you're wearing a dress?
Gena: No, actually it's a T-shirt.
Clyde: Well, it's good to see you're still fighting the good fight against the tyranny of pants.
Gena: You're seriously making pancakes right now?
Clyde: I am. Yours has a sad face made out of chocolate chips, because the world is an asshole and it's gonna get you.