Amy: And, um, Sandra, you're still with Jeff?
Sandra: Um, yeah. It's fine.
Dina: It's fine? This is ladies' lunch, Sandra. We need deets.
Sandra: Oh, okay. Um... We spend hours on the phone, just talking. He loves my taste in music. I spend the night at his hotel when he's in town. We make love on silk sheets. Oh, God, he's... gentle and strong. Sometimes he's dark. He took me to the edge of his balcony once and he asked, "Are you afraid?" And I said, "Yes." And he said, "Good. That's how I feel with you." And then we made love. And then we ate dinner. And it was fancy. He thinks I'm prettier than my sister. Yeah.

Waiter: Can I start you ladies off with some drinks, or...
Justine: No, we don't drink. Ha. Can you imagine? Glug, glug, glug, glug. [laughs] Oh, uh, white wine. Two ice cubes.

Sandra: Oh, my God, is she sick?
Marcus: Zika, I bet. Everyone's getting Zika.

Dina: This is for your own good.
Amy: Yeah, you didn't have to kidnap me, Dina.
Dina: Kidnapping is what you do to children. You're pushing 40. I abducted you.

Justine: I'm gonna get another Long Island iced tea, beyotches! Whoo!
All: Whoo!
Justine: [to bartender] Diet Coke, please.

Dina: Hey, where's Amy?
Mateo: Oh, she's been late a lot lately. Last Thursday, last Monday. Thursday before that.
Cheyenne: Oh, no. What if Emma was kidnapped?
Garrett: Yeah, what if she's getting kidnapped every Monday and Thursday morning?

Carol: [on the phone] Hey, Adam, it's Carol at Cloud 9. I got your number off of Amy's emergency contact form. I heard about you and Amy, and I just wanted to see how you were you-ing. "Youing"? How you were doing. [laughs] Why am I so nervous?

Glenn: You trusted me with a secret, and I betrayed you. I'm a monster. If you want, you can tell everyone something embarrassing about me. A tiny spider once crawled into the entrance of my... [points to crotch]
Amy: Okay, I just... I don't really wanna talk about this anymore.
Dina: Oh, Franklin and Bash, gabbin' away. What you talking about?
Glenn: Nothing.
Amy: Spider story.
Glenn: Amy!

Dina: Listen. Buck up, buttercup. I know exactly what you need. Ladies' lunch. Huh? You, me, whoever, not Glenn.
Amy: Um... yeah, no. I'm not really in the mood.
Dina: Come on. We can gab and dish and talk about our periods. Your red zone usually starts around the 24th, right?
Glenn: Wha... is that something I'm supposed to know? I am the worst friend.
Dina: Yeah, you are.

Garrett: I wish there were some customers here. I can't believe I just said that.