Schmidt: How how dare you interfere with my personal life, you crone. I don't I don't kick up a fuss when you massage yourself with your yoga ball.
Bob Day: Oh, I'm sorry, were you gonna invite Cece?
Schmidt: Beth, please. I am in love with both of these women. Do I feel bad about lying to them? Yes. I'm a Sagittarius.
Bob Day: Congrats on your new office. Gina gave birth on that carpet.
Schmidt: [slams door half way] Consider this closed.