Barry: Barkeep, a round of your least-finest tequila.
Andy: Drinky-drink!
Geoff: Uh, ma'am, pull back one of those tequilas and set me up with a tall milk.
Barry: Milk? But how will you make bad decisions and say things you regret?
Geoff: What if Erica calls with a baby emergency?
Barry: Like what?
Geoff: Like she says her first word, but it's a full sentence, and it's complicated and disturbing, like, "Why does God allow pain to exist?"
Naked Rob: Maybe the answer is in this shot glass.
Barry: Put 'em back, boys and dairy lovers.