Gloria: Kill the chicken! Chicken fingers! Pigeon man!
Jay: "Pigeon man." "Pigeon man"! You see, Tony, it's not me. Would you invite her to game night?
Tony: I'm gonna go now. They're kinda sticklers about the next-day delivery thing.
Gloria: Bird in the hand!
Tony: There you go. Any slower, she'd be the U.S. mail, am I right? That's gonna kill at the warehouse.