Cynthia: Now, if I apply pressure like this for ten seconds, you'll pass out. If I do it for 20 seconds, you'll die of a brain hemorrhage.
Malcolm: Cool.
Cynthia: Okay.
Malcolm: Are you wearing perfume?
Cynthia: Oh, it's my shampoo. Jasmine. Do you like it?
Malcolm: Well, yeah. It smells good.
Cynthia: It's supposed to get rid of my dandruff, but I'm not sure it's working.
[As Cynthia bends over to show Malcolm her scalp, he disappears]
Cynthia: Here, what do you think? Malcolm?