Schmidt: What are you doing here? I thought you'd be at Sam's party.
Nick: What's he doing here?
Schmidt: Well, after the incident where my dad kissed... [heaving]
Nick: If you're gonna barf, just barf. It's not healthy to hold it in.
Schmidt: Where my dad kissed Jess, there was an accidental pocket dial that actually went pretty well. He suggested some wine tasting for the wedding, and I said, "Why not?"
Nick: You're just gonna drink alone with your dad?
Gavin: Join us, Nick, the Pinot from my vineyard is dynamite this year. It's gonna taste fantastic at my son's wedding in a factory.
Nick: Gavin, it's actually a slaughterhouse, and you would know that if you were around more.