Reagan: Okay, I am off to my drug party.
Nick: Reagan's, uh, pharm rep crew is in town for a convention. Have fun. If you get too drunk to drive, call me,
'cause I will be, too, and we can be twins.
Cece: Wait, you're not going? Don't you want to meet Reagan's friends?
Nick: Mm, we never really talked about it.
Schmidt: Seems like something that a married homeowner should weigh in on. How could you not talk about such a major relationship step?
Reagan: Ugh, because we're not all couple-y like you guys are. We don't talk about every little tiny...
Nick: We don't gab all day like a couple of Italian grandmas hanging their laundry.