Quote from Nick in About Three Years Later
Schmidt: Hey, Mr. Europe. Nick: Hey, man. Schmidt: You know, I thought you were gonna propose for sure. I was waiting for it. Nick: Yeah. Schmidt: Uh? Look who it is. It's Mr. Sun. [applies lotion to his mustache] I tell you, I was sure That you were gonna pop the question. Instead, you just sent me a bunch of Instagram pictures. Pasta, bread, cheese, sorts of nonsense really. I mean, I get it, you're in Europe. Nick: You have to know that's disgusting. Schmidt: Relax. It'll soak in. Nick: No, not the sunscreen. The mustache. Your mustache is disgusting. Stop touching it. Schmidt: I'm rubbing it in. Nick: You're just doing the mustache. Just... Schmidt: If you hate my mustache, sir, then you hate me. Nick: That's not true. I just don't like the mustache. It never would've happened if I was here! It never would've happened! Schmidt: Don't make this about the mustache!