Hilary: [on the phone] Hi, Will. Wait, slow down. I can't understand you. No, I don't know where Mom is. Wait, what's the problem? Sure. Look, Will, I don't have time for your little pranks. I have a date. [to camera] What are you doing? Look, I'm not even playing that stupid murder game, so... Look, don't aim that thing at me.
Will: Hilary, are you there?
Hilary: Well, I hope you're all happy. Now I'm gonna have a big, ugly, red circle in the middle of my forehead. I'll look just like Carlton's yearbook picture.
Will: Hilary, no, don't hang up! Hilary.