Garrett: Hey, Cheyenne, that stuff you gave me, the lotion or whatever?
Cheyenne: Isn't it the best? And it makes your hands smell like you just washed them with Hawaiian Punch.
Garrett: You know, I-I could just, like, buy a bottle if it'll help you out.
Mateo: Really, Garrett? You're buying Lucy May?
Garrett: Yeah, to help Cheyenne. Plus, feel my hands. They're soft like puppy fur.
Mateo: I've never touched you before. It's weird.