Chelsea: I get it. I get you. It's just so obvious; I'm surprised you didn't catch up before.
Wags: Catch what?
Chelsea: Wendy says. It's plain coprophagia. It's all about debasement and feelings of being unworthy, grotesque, and then needing to be loved anyway. And for you, love needs to be expressed sexually with that kind of abandon. Almost as if I am absolutely out of control with lust. That I love you so much that even your shit tastes like chocolate to me. Because your shit is you, and I love you.
Wags: Fuck. That explanation just took me from javelin to overcooked macaroni noodle.
Chelsea: What?
Wags: Nothing ruins a magic trick more than knowing how it works.