Jess: Thanks for meeting with us. I don't know... what made me think I could have possibly bought a car by myself.
Billy: You were right to get your hubby involved. Now, Mr. Day, your mind seemed pretty made up over e-mail.
Nick: Look, Billy, I wish, uh, we could get twin hogs, but then the missus would stop giving me that sweet potato pie. You know Jeff Day, I need my sweet potato pie every four hours. Ain't that right, baby?
Jess: I married a hungry man.
Billy: If you're open to other options, we just got a consignment of vehicles that we are looking to move at rock bottom prices.
Jess: I had my heart set on that cute little car that you showed me in that e-mail you wrote. [chuckles] Had a really big makeup mirror, and I sure was excited about it.
Nick: Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, buh-buh... There's no harm in hearing what the catch of the day is, right? No harm.
Billy: Exactly.
Jess: Billy, Jeff needs to take his omega-3 pill. Could you grab us a glass of water?
Billy: Not a problem. I got a bad ticker myself.