Felix, walking into an art museum: I'm here to donate myself.
Austin: Eventually, the universe will grow darker until black holes dominate the cosmos, and everyone, everything you've ever known will be sucked into the vast nothingness. No one will be left to observe this, no one left to care.
Em: This is why nobody invites you to their birthday parties.
Em: How long does your ideal hug last?
Mel: Thirty to forty-five minutes.
Em: That seems impractical.
Mel: You said ideal, not realistic.
Jarrod, drunk: Why don't we just put all of the ocean water into a cup, clean out the bottom, and then pour it back?
Felix, completely sober: I don't know, that's a lot of cups, babe. We might need two cups.
Mel: Did you know it takes three sheep to make a sweater?
Austin: Wow! I didn't even know they could knit!
Felix: Should I stay out of it?
Jarrod: Yes.
Felix: Will I stay out of it?
Jarrod: No.
Felix: You know me so well.
Felix: I'm sorry. Is my swag distracting you?