— Go brush your teeth.
— I brushed my teeth in Detroit.
— So you brush your teeth in Chicago now.

— Do you know the level of who you're dealing with? I'm a first-ballot hall of famer. I crap out high-end clients.
— That's a little too much information for me.

— Like Christmas. What's this, then? Like, sweets, is it? A cigar? Hey, look at me.
— They're tampons, Flash.
— What?! Oh!
— Designer tampons.
— Why? Why do you do that?
— A woman doesn't only want to look beautiful on the outside.
— I can't sell a product I don't believe in. Come on.