Tom: Mona-Lisa! Did you order the champagne for the client party tonight?
Mona-Lisa: Did I order the what for the what-what what, what? What are you even talking about right now?
Tom: Okay, we need to discuss your work habits.
Mona-Lisa: Okay, sure, but after I take a quick nap because ecstasy takes [sings] forever to leave my system.
Tom: No. We're doing this now.
Mona-Lisa: [groans]
Tom: You need to start putting in more of an effort and start respecting my authority around here!
Mona-Lisa: Or else what?
Tom: Or else I'll fire you.
Mona-Lisa: What did you just say?
Tom: I said, if you don't shape up, I'll fire you. Do you understand?
Mona-Lisa: You are so freaking sexy right now, I could crap my pants.
Tom: Ugh. [Mona-Lisa kisses Tom] What are you doing? [screams]