Roger: And as you know, I'm friend... I'm friendly... I'm friendsly with Shaun White.
Custodian: I must clean. Frat boys poop all over room.
Frat Boy: And in the lobby!
Dream Girl: I'm gonna leave this picture at a gas station.
Dream Girl: I could tell you my name, but would my name tell you that I'm incapable of seeing the color orange? [pulls out orange] I just have to trust people who give me these. Or that I think mustaches are T-shirts for lips? Or that I wear ice skates to weddings?