Schmidt: Tripp, you have got to sit down with Furguson. He's literally one of the most beautiful creatures I've ever laid eyes on.
Winston: Really? I thought you hated him. I thought you hated cats in general, actually.
Schmidt: I love Furguson, are you kidding me? It's Furguson. He's got that, uh... he's got the little, uh, his, uh... You know, his front?
Tripp: Does he have a headshot?
Aly: No, but W-Winston, actually does have a lot of 8x10 photos of the cat's face.
Tripp: All right, fine. Bring him by my office. Can't miss it. It's the tallest building in Beverly Hills.