Paris: Oh, thank you very much for kicking my undefined sexual male partner out of the room that we share.
Rory: I had company coming, Paris.
Paris: You insulted him, you demeaned him. You mad him feel unwelcome.
Rory: He was unwelcome.
Paris: And now, thanks to you, he refuses to come back here which means I have to spend the night over at his place with his three roommates. The place is a health violation. Things grow on the windowsill without the help of pots or soil. And there is the faint aroma of sweat socks and starter cologne lingering in the air at all times. And yes, I have to bring my own toilet paper over there because it is a third world country. Thank you very, very much.