-
I just can't.
-
Bree...
-
Did you... kill that man?
-
Of course not. How could you even think that?
-
I'll apologize when someone starts telling me the truth.
-
Okay, let's get those lips a little more glossy.
-
All right, enough, enough. I'm meeting with Tom,
-
not prepping for a shift at a bordello.
-
Yeah, but you're finally getting back together.
-
You've gotta look perfect.
-
Oh! And we still have time for that Brazilian bikini wax.
-
If you mention that again, I will strike you.