Will: Yo, Ty, give me a large pepperoni and two colas.
Ty: So we got your date covered. What you having?
Will: Hey, look, Ty. Come on, please. Don't even start. That is my friend, that's it.
Ty: All right, cool out, man, you know, 'cause it ain't my fault the babe's got more buns than a day-old bakery. That's all I'm saying.
Will: Hey, now, hold on. Now how you trying to play me?
Ty: l ain't trying to play you.
Will: You've seen the honeys that I've had up in here.
Ty: That's right. I can't figure out how a brother goes from T-bone to rump roast. That's all.
Will: Man, that girl is not my girlfriend.
Dee Dee: I'm not your friend, either.