Wendy: Hey, has anybody seen my dog? Pixie! Oh, there she is.
Mitchell: Okay, Wendy, I'm sorry. I-I have something to say to you, something that everybody else here is afraid to say. Now, I know you're fighting the good fight, but that is no excuse for the way you treat people. T- That actually might be one of the reasons that you have no personal life because who wants to come home to a-a cold, emotionless thug?
Wendy: W-what are you talking about?
Mitchell: I am an experienced, respected attorney, and on my first day, you asked me to bathe Rex.
Rex: I'm not comfortable with that.
Mitchell: And I'm not comfortable with that, but I did it.
Wendy: Okay, that's Pixie. This is Rex, the intern I asked you to groom.
Mitchell: And that is my mistake, and I own that. But that is still no excuse for the way that you tore into him for the outfit he wore yesterday.
Wendy: I was talking about the outfit he picked out for me. Apparently, I have the one gay intern in the world with absolutely no fashion sense.
Mitchell: I was unaware of- of this dynamic.