Barry: Hi. Barry Goldberg, AKA "Crubbs." Can I just say that is an ugly vest, but somehow you manage to pull it off.
Rachel: Thank you?
Barry: My girlfriend and I are ticketed to be in steerage, but we've been apart all summer, and I want this trip to be truly special.
Rachel: That is so adorable!
Barry: So, if you can get us an upgrade, I would sincerely appreciate it.
Rachel: [keyboard clacking] You're in luck. Two seats left.
Barry: Yes! Eat my dust, second-class garbage people.
Rachel: That'll be $5,000.
Barry: What?
Ren: Bar, I told you it's fine.
Barry: It's not, okay? You deserve first class. It's your birthright. As it's mine to visit the captain in the cockpit so we can acknowledge each other as alpha males and he can let me flip switches and make bomber noises.