Luce

— You know those people are sad.
— You're sad.
— No. I'm depressed. There's a difference.

Rachel: — It'll all change when you meet Miss Right.
Cooper: — And how am I suppose to know when I do that? Hmm?
Rachel: — You don't know, not straightaway. It just feels warm and comfortable and you hang in there and give it a chance. Before you know it, you're like, yeah, this is it. Must be love.
Cooper: — Yeah, I'm with you.
Heck: — I'm with her, too. Give me that.
Luce: — I don't agree. I think you know immediately. As soon as your eyes... Then everything that happens from then on just proves that you had been right in that first moment. When you suddenly realized you had been incomplete, and now you are whole.

— Afternoon. Looking for a breakup plant.
— A what?
— A breakup plant.
— Explain.
— Well, I don't like my girlfriend. I want to break up with her via the means of plant.
— Well, it should be a breakup bouquet, and it should be hydrangeas. They mean "It's over, but think well of me."
— Perfect. I'll take one.
— One bouquet?
— One pair of what's it.
— Well, that's not a lot.
— Well, I don't care if she thinks well of me.
— Do you know what? Piss off.
— Pardon me?
— Out. Get out of my shop.

— I'm going to eat food with a man, yes.
— How do you feel?
— Oh, um, well, you know, when you're holding a hot cup of coffee and you realize you're going to sneeze? That's how I feel.