Mike: Maybe she's in the shower.
Bradley: She's not in the God damned shower! She hated the text! She's never gonna respond!
Mike: Hey, relax my man.
Bradley: We have to save face! We have to pretend we were just kidding!!
Liz: OK. Get him out of here!
Bradley: Text JK! TEXT JK! [someone screams 'Oh my God' while someone else jabs Bradley in the neck with a syringe] Text JK...text jk...