Nick: I feel like a car rental agent.
Schmidt: Yeah, well, you look like a prince. Now, go. Go be a boss.
Nick: Hey, Cece. Um, we measure our drinks now. Am I right? So, uh, do as I say.
Cece: [laughs] Of course. Use the thing.
Nick: Sorry, just, you know, it's important. You know, with the... consist...
[Cece pours the bottle of rum over the shot-measurement jigger, overflowing to fill a large glass]
Cece: Is this the exact thing that you wanted to have happen? I wouldn't want to get anything on my new uniform.
Nick: That's, like, six shots. So you have to charge...
Schmidt: [to Nick] That was some sass. You're at a real crossroads here. This is a big moment for you. There is no fear in this dojo!