Schmidt: Our wedding's gonna be way romantic, bro. Quiches so small you got to wear glasses.
Benjamin: Bitch, we're gonna have more white linen than a hospital in the Great War.
Cece: Yeah, we're gonna have so many fresh cut flowers that you're gonna have a real bee problem up in this bitch.
Benjamin: We're gonna have spanakopita so flaky, you're gonna get crumbs all over your mouth, like, what?
Schmidt: Our tables are gonna be names of cities that we've been to, like, what?
Mimi: Our wedding is gonna be so... big... that the Giants will come to town and everyone gets a big spoon.