Otis: Go on, spill it you're seeing someone. Sylvie: Um, I don't need my roommates broadcasting what I do off shift to the entire firehouse. Otis: That's the whole point of being roommates.
Stella: What are ya doing? Kelly [by upturned table]: I'm tired of the wobble. Stella: Well, jam paper under the legs. Kelly: I'm not taking advice from a woman who duct tapes her mirror to the wall.