J. Cronkite Valley-Forge: Ah, Vegas. Truly a town in which to devour and be devoured.
Robby: Whoo-whoo. Whoo, whoo, Vegas. I'm gonna click in, eventually. I just... this morning I realized I still have some unresolved feelings towards Cece, and now I'm out here celebrating with her fiancé. So, you know... if I didn't wake up tomorrow, you know, that would be fine with me. But we're gonna have a good time in Las Vegas. Whoo.
Winston: Yeah, that's dark, man. [phone chimes] That's dark, bro. Ooh, I got a text from Jess. Hot bachelorette party goss. "With Aly, Tripp. On the squirts!" That's weird. Uh, why would she be with Aly and her boyfriend? Why does she need to tell me? Maybe they're having problems. She's, uh, with my partner, Aly, who, I'm in love with, but she has a boyfriend, you know. And I'm married to Rhonda, but it's a prank. It's a whole story, I'm prank...
Big Schmidt: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Too many lady problems, all right? This is a bachelor party.
Winston: You know what? You're right. You're right. I'm gonna put the phone away. My focus is here with you guys.
J. Cronkite Valley-Forge: Fabulous. Anybody want to split a pill?