Geoff: Erica, you got to do this.
Joanne: I'm sorry, is Erica the one whose parents bought her a fake Grammy on their trip to California?
Erica: Babe, I left my rock 'n' roll dreams behind. I traded in my guitar for a guy with long eyelashes and remarkably soft hands.
Geoff: It's nice that you find beauty in my less masculine features, but, come on, it's just one night, and who's got a better voice than you?