Cece: Do you mind if I just take one minute to think about it?
Winston: Pass. Pass. Pass. [drops bag] Pass.
Cece: Winston, I just asked you to drop me off.
Cynthia: Sir, what is your role here?
Winston: I am her friend. My job is to protect her, so, please, cut the caca, and bring us some dresses with an A-line cut. [whispers to Cece] I may or may not have done an extensive amount of research on wedding dresses.
Cece: I never thought that I would say this, but I am really glad that you're here.
Cynthia: So you're gonna take his word over my word?
Winston: [whistle blows]