Arthur: Myrtle, I'm so sorry. It was wrong to harass you, and if you want, I will quit right now.
Amy: No, no, no.
Myrtle: Yes, quit.
Amy: Arthur is a lovely guy. He was just trying to compliment you.
Arthur: That's all it is! I like your sweater, and I think you're pretty.
All: Ohh.
Arthur: And I love how your sweater cleaves tight against your breasts.
Amy: Arthur, no.
Marcus: Gross, dude. She's, like, 100.
Jeff: Okay, this is actually making things worse.