Lane: What I wanted to say was: "Janie Fertman, you are a vacuous bimbo who will be turning letters as a profession one day. And the only way you'll know which letter to turn is when it dings and lights up. And I have no desire to stop and talk to you ever." But what I said was, "What, Janie?" And then she goes, "You're cheerleader material." Cheerleader material. Just like that! I couldn't believe it. I almost went full matrix on her. Have you heard a word I've said?
Rory: Nope.
Lane: I resent that. I'm a witty conversationalist.