Gloria: Why would he do something like that? It's bad enough that he's the boy with the pan flute and the puffy shirts and-and the poems. Now he's the jewelry thief.
Jay: Might be an upgrade.
Gloria: Ay, Jay, this is not funny. Those things stick to you. My cousin Rosa Marina, when she was 14, she stole something, and after that, everybody thinks of her as the girl who steals cars.
Jay: She stole a car?
Gloria: Cars. But after she got that label, what else could she do?