Mitchell: Don't look at that.
Cameron: I won't. Trust me. Please. It's pathetic. Crispin getting all of our friends to text us the details of his great party.
Mitchell: Such torture, huh?
Cameron: Oh, catering by Amelia's. Ow!
Mitchell: Topless valet Parkers.
Cameron: Sting.
Mitchell: Exactly.
Cameron: No, Sting is at the party.