Ann: You know, I think it's great that you're cool with Tom's financial situation.
Mona-Lisa: What are you talking about? Tommy owns his own business.
Ann: [chuckles] Yeah, but he had to borrow a lot of money, and when you're not around, Tom drinks tap water.
Mona-Lisa: [shrieks] What? Excuse me. You're broke?
Tom: Uh, yeah, super broke. Are you upset about that?
Mona-Lisa: Mm, yeah, 'cause I don't eff with poorsies. But thanks to a warning from my new best friend, I don't have to, okay? We're done, you're awesome, and I don't even usually like Puerto Rican chicks.
Ann: I'm not--I mean, it shouldn't matter, but I'm--
Tom: You're breaking up with me? Oh, man, that sucks.
Mona-Lisa: That's right. It's over. [to Ann] Let's go dance.
Ann: Help.