Doc: I should get back to my party.
Amon: Your party? In my bar? Holliday, you haven’t bought me booze in weeks, yet you sit there drinking my wares.
Doc: As a once proprietor myself may I offer this, employees will work harder for honey.
Amon: Well, speaking of honey, can you give this to your friend Wynonna. It’s funny. I thought she would taste sweeter.
Doc: Oh you poor fool. The only think Wynonna detests more than demons is her exes.
Amon: Oh I think I bought immunity since I helped her find her gun.
Doc: She will happily turn on you, front or back.
Amon: She was happy when I turned her front and back.