David: If you must know, I sent Patrick off to have dinner with that guy who gave him his number today.
Alexis: That hot piece from the store? Why would you do that?
David: Because I think it's funny, and I also think it's important for Patrick to experience other people in order to realize how good he has it with me.
Alexis: What if he doesn't come to that realization? Every time I did that with a boyfriend, I'd send them off with someone who like, wasn't a threat. Like, Pippa Middleton, or Rihanna.

Jocelyn: Moira, it's like, on the inside I feel like I'm 19-years-old, and then I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and realize that I'm so not.
Moira: Oh, Jocelyn, you'll soon learn that we aging mortals are blessed with weakening eyes and memories so we don't have to really see ourselves. If you love the number 19, you go be 19. And while you're at it, bet on it.
Jocelyn: I can't take all of these!
Moira: It only looks like a lot. Do as you will. Jocelyn, but whatever you do, rock onwards and upwards!

Moira: This is just sad. Why can't we still go to the casino? If I'm holding the truth stick, I was never planning to attend the concert anyway.
Ronnie: I never pegged you for a gambling kind of gal, Moira.
Moira: Oh, I'm not above a naughty night of debauchery. When Condi Rice and Sharon Stone and I used to make our annual casino sojourn to Ho Chi Minh City, well, let's just say, tôi không bao giờ thua.