Schmidt: Dear Lord, do you mean to tell me that you're going to brunch with the woman that you love and her boyfriend? That's the worst thing I've ever heard.
Winston: No, it's not that bad. I mean, I'm in a prank marriage, anyway. And I'm over Aly, so...
Schmidt: Don't you lie to me, Winston.
Winston: I'm not lying.
Schmidt: You and both know that you are not even a little bit over Aly. I'm coming with you.
Winston: All right, fine, Schmidt, you can come. But please, do me a favor? Don't be weird and start smelling people's bread. Either you eat bread, or you don't eat bread. There's nothing in between, man.