Cece: Anyway, I probably won't even take the test. I failed the last five practice exams. So that seems like a bad sign.
Schmidt: Of course you're failing. You're studying here in a rowdy tavern. Chumbawamba's playing, it's not even "Tubthumping." You're writing with what looks to be a golf pencil. Where are your flash cards? Do you not have o-one single flash card? There's maraschino goo everywhere! You don't have a flash card? I'm taking over. You need a tutor. Yes, I'll do it.
Cece: You realize I have a boyfriend, right?
Schmidt: Oh, the hunky Australian boy? Congratulations. Cece, this is about your education. Nothing more.
Cece: Mm. He's actually from Perth, so...
Schmidt: Perth is in Australia, Cece. We'll start with geography.