Elliot: I missed you guys so much.
Carla: Oh, come over tonight. We're looking at wedding pictures.
Elliot: Ooh, there's this one picture of me right after I got sick off my third champagne and Red Bull, and my hair is kind of like sexy-messy, and the photographer said he could airbrush all of the puke off my dress.
Carla: Already made doubles.
Elliot: You rock.