Schmidt: Why did I agree to ride to the airport with everyone? I'm an aspiring millionaire. I should be taking a Town Car, not packed six-deep like a Hasidic family going to the bulk foods store.
Jess: Relax, Schmidt, we're all riding together so that we can hang out before we all go to our magical destinations.
Schmidt: Magical? I'm going back home to Long Island, the birthplace of the female crew cut.