Nick: Your money's in here somewhere. Let me just find it, okay?
Cece: Oh, great.
Nick: Oh!
Cece: What's wrong? You hurt yourself?
Nick: No. It's just not there. Uh, let me. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! Ooh. Ooh, that feels so good! When I'm looking for your money, it feels so good. [laughing] Oh! I love that! You're a nasty woman! 'Cause you're making me give the money to you.
Cece: Nick...
Nick: Oh, Cece, you love this! Getting your money.
Cece: What exactly are you doing right now?
Nick: [whispers] I'm getting your money.
Cece: You're definitely not getting my money. In no world do you have my money.
Nick: I was flirting with you to give Schmidt a taste of his own medicine. Okay? And it's a huge mistake, and insulting to everyone involved, and I'm sorry.
Cece: Yeah, and also, he would never fall for that at all, okay?
Schmidt: [enters] You're a dead man, Miller!