Jay: Relax. It was years ago. There's a statute of limitation on this stuff.
Claire: In that case, I should probably let you know I let the top down to let out the cigarette smoke. Not- Not mine. Not mine. My- My bad friend Eleanor.
Mitchell: Eleanor being her boyfriend Allen.
Claire: Statute of limitations.
Jay: Oh, relax, it's okay. Remember when I told you that I couldn't get to your figure skating semifinal because I was stuck at work?
Claire: Yeah.
Jay: Well, by "stuck" I meant "drunk," and by "work" I meant "the golf course."