Hilary: Will, get away from the buffet table. Your jail suit is scaring the people away.
Carlton: With all due respect, Hilary, it's not Will's fault, it's... How shall I put this? The food sucks.
Will: Man, what are you talking about? It looks good to me.
Hilary: Uh-oh. The pepper's moving. [Will spits out his food] That is the last time I buy sushi out of the trunk of a car. Tuna roll?