Jess: Wow, this place is like the frickin' Louvre. There's a kid handing out mints in the bathroom.
Schmidt: Well, then, why'd you come? To see your liberal snowflake hippie trash handiwork?
Jess: No. I came for Ruth. And in silent protest against institutions such as this hellhole. But it's quicker to say "for Ruth."
Schmidt: You are a queer little woman.