Cece: The woman who made you sign a contract so she could have sex with you, your boss?
Schmidt: No. No. Uh... Yeah.
Cece: Yeah.
Schmidt: No... but nothing happened. She just wanted me to taste the V. That came out wrong.
Cece: Yeah.
Schmidt: I thought about... I thought about the boss's boobs once. They're still real nice, but I didn't have no connection to them emotionally, whatsoever.