Jess: Enough! What is wrong with you, Robby?
Robby: What's wrong with me? You're the one who wanted to see other people!
Jess: I said I wanted to take it slow. I didn't say I want a front row seat to your date with some movie scientist.
Babs: This is a weird night.
Jess: Well, welcome to my world, Babs.
Robby: Jess, you don't know what you want. I mean, do you like me? Do you not like me? Are we in a relationship? Are we not?
Stavros: [singing in Greek]
Jess: Thank you, Stavros. That'll do.
Robby: [groans slightly] Yeah, well... I think we should all go. Stavros, thank you for the psychedelic wine, but I would like you to leave my house now so that I can throw up.
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