Winston: Furguson? Where have you been?
Cece: What? Hi!
Winston: Huh? When you leave the house, you take your cell phone with you.
Gil: Oh! Oh, thank you so much for grabbing my cat. Come on, Sweatshirt, there's still some sashimi left between my toes.
Cece: Uh, this here is, uh, Winston's cat, Furguson.
Gil: Sweatshirt walked through my door a year ago, and while he may come and go as he pleases, he loves Mommy and her little milkies. Yes, he does. I'm his home.
Winston: Oh, really? So why do I have a photo of Furguson on my phone?
Gil: Oh, yeah? Then why do I have a picture of Sweatshirt on my sweatshirt?
Cece: Oh, damn.
Winston: Furguson, you got... you got two families, you dirty dog. Look, I'm sorry about that. I'm Winston. This is Cece.
Gil: Name's Gil-- like the man's name, but for me.