Sandy:
You guys need anything?
Seth:
Yes. Ryan needs a tear in the space time continuum.
Seth:
Separate seats, you guys. Come on, there's no sex in the champagne room.
Ryan:
Well I didn't want you to be alone.
Seth:
I'm not alone. I have Captain Oats and Carson Daly.
Sandy:
I
should really learn how to knock. In case there's a threesome going on
in my bedroom.
Seth
: Aunt Hailey! Later, when you're dresses we'll hug !
Seth
:
Well, I had two. And now I've none. But it's cool 'cause I...euh...
swore off women. I took myself off the market.
Sandy
(about
hailey) : I have two guesses. Either she's run out of money
or she's run out of money.