Cameron: Oh, my God! Oh, God!
Mitchell: What?
Cameron: The flowers. They look so much better! This is a disaster.
Mitchell: You do know what "disaster" means, right?
Cameron: You don't understand. I demanded that they come exchange them. I got all medieval on the florist. [puts flowers in the microwave]
Mitchell: Cam, I heard you on the phone. You said you were displeased, but that's hardly going medieval.
Jay: Excuse me. I said "very displeased." And I used my cowboy voice, so-
Mitchell: What are you doing?
Cameron: I'm microwaving them so they look bad again.