Haley: Gloria, you must be so hot in that.
Gloria: I am in mourning. In Colombia, we take death very seriously.
Alex: Where don't they?
Jay: Can we lose the veil? Nobody's looking for you, Gloria.
Gloria: Who is Gloria?
[aside to camera:]
Gloria: I am a wanted woman in Florida. I used to live there, and when I left, my roommate made our apartment into a house of prostitution, and my name was still on the lease.
Jay: It's like a traffic ticket. You walk into court, pay a fine, it's done. Quick and easy.
Gloria: Yes, that was the name of the whorehouse.