Erin: Would you listen? It was piss.
Michelle: What was?
Erin: The tears on the statue. Well, I actually have good reason to believe they were... actually dog piss.
James: No! You're not serious!
Erin: Deadly serious.
Clare: Sweet and gentle Jesus! I mean, that sort of makes sense. I'm not even sure I saw her smirk any more. I've had a lot of caffeine.
Michelle: I definitely didn't see her smirk. I was lying, so...
James: Excellent.