Mateo: Oh, so you're just tossing that cat around, but Nestor can't get a turn.
Amy: I'm not tossing anything around, and I don't want to be dating anyone anywhere.
Man: Well, that's not how it seemed yesterday. You were totally hitting on me.
Amy: What are you doing here?
Man: It's a store, I'm allowed to be here.
Tate: Unbelievable.
Cheyenne: Someone's thirsty.
Marcus: Guys, enough. Look, I had dibs, so the order goes me, beard guy, then Nestor, before we come back around to Tate again.