Formica Mike: Hey! You were just on The Dating Game! What can I do for you?
Miss Cinoman: I'm looking for a chair to fill out my boudoir. If you were my chair, what type would you be? And don't say La-Z-Boy.
Formica Mike: Vic, you have a customer!
Miss Cinoman: Oh, Salesman Number Two. I'd very much like to see your love seat.
Vic: Oh, my. Your tone is quite forward. Uh, Bill?
Bill Lewis: Well, I'm just waiting for Murray. I don't even work here.
Vic: Yeah, y-you do now.
Bill Lewis: Huh? Hm.
Miss Cinoman: Newly-Hired Sexy Salesman Number Three, perhaps you'd like to help me try out a new mattress.
Bill Lewis: Oh, just don't get a water bed. Those things will make you seasick. Not a night goes by that I don't barf.
Miss Cinoman: Never mind.

Beverly: "Favorite place"? That's a little unclear.
Murray: It is unclear.
Bill Lewis: Yes, but it's on the firm's actual letterhead, and it has a raised seal of a horse holding a gavel, suggesting legitimacy.
Murray: Thank you for your contribution, Bill. [swings head towards the door]
Bill Lewis: I gotta get back on patrol.

Bill Lewis: Hey. Sorry I'm tardy. Dolores is in the car applying eyeliner. She just sent me in to let everyone know that I'm an insensitive man who doesn't understand that "you look tired" is not a helpful comment, so...

Beverly: And I know the first person you should invite. Mr. Glascott.
Murray: What? Why do I have to get involved?
Beverly: Well, he's new to the neighborhood, he's eager to meet everyone, and he's got an infectious smile. Plus, if you go right now, you can watch the game in his media room.
Bill Lewis: Those are only for Hollywood fat cats. Or I guess anybody with an extra room.
Beverly: So, what do you think?
Murray: Eh, off to the media room.
Bill Lewis: Life-size cheerleaders. Now it won't be weird when I kiss the screen.

Barry: You're not enraged at my betrayal of all that is macho?
Vic: Why would you ever keep your love for ice dancing a secret? In fact, many moons ago, I was a competitive ice dancer.
Bill Lewis: More secrets revealed.
Vic: I've talked about this many times.
Bill Lewis: You're a friend of a friend. How much am I really expected to invest?
Vic: I was one-half of the Torvill and Dean of Canada. Tremblay and Brown. Now... rest in peace, Tremblay. You skate with the angels now.

[Lainey and Erica squeal and laugh]
Lainey: It's so great to see you!
Erica: Oh, you, too!
Bill Lewis: What a fun, screechy reunion. I was not met with that level of enthusiasm when I scooped her at the airport in the dead center of the work day. [chuckles]
Lainey: Yeah, Dad's here, too.