Cece: Hey. Great news, um, Jess is taking a shower. Okay, I just need, like, a good, solid ten minutes. Eat this granola bar first. I want to try something called the horse trough.
Schmidt: No, Cece. [tosses granola bar] I'm not having sex with you right now. I have to get everybody in the company's name into a version of "We Didn't Start the Fire."
Cece: Totally fine. What do you need, like, 20 minutes?
Schmidt: Cece, this... Okay, this is real work for my real boss who is not you.
Cece: Oh, I get what's happening here. It's 'cause Ponytail called you a "sex receptionist."
Schmidt: A sex receptionist answers calls all day. A sex-cretary does scheduling, light filing, basically runs the office. So, first of all, thank you for the demotion. And second of all, I quit.