Hilary: Will, please. Marissa said if I can't get you to go out on a date with her, she'll fire me.
Will: Perfect. All she does is yell at you, boss you around and treat you like dirt.
Hilary: I know but... I'm the envy of all my friends. [sobs]
Will: Hilary, come on, don't cry. Don't cry. Okay. All right. All right. Okay. I guess it won't kill me to go out with Marissa Redman.
Hilary: [stops sobbing] Oh, Will, thank you, thank you, thank you.
Will: And I guess it won't kill you to go out with Jazz. [Hilary sobs again]