Rory: I'm so sorry your honeymoon was such a bummer.
Lane: On, like, the fourth day, Zach got so paranoid that Pedro and his friends were talking lasciviously about me in code that he lunged at Pedro - leapt at him from behind the door. Luckily, Zach was so weak from parasites that he missed - just flopped to the kitchen floor Like he was a pancake someone threw across the room.
Rory: People throw pancakes?
Lane: I just stared at him lying on the floor and thought, "I just married that man."
Rory: And you didn't squeal for joy.
Lane: Nope. I went into the other room and stared at Pedro's poster of Spuds McKenzie hanging 20 and ate my 20th saltine of the day.