Ms. Cinoman: Okay, uh, putting aside that you don't know the title or the show and that we're already rehearsing, can you even sing?
Barry: Of course. I sing rap style.
Ms. Cinoman: Oh, well, there's no rapping in this play.
Barry: [Rapping] # Her name's Oprah Winfrey # Her partner is Stedman Back off, Donahue, or else you're a dead man She's a cultural icon, collected and calm She's Oprah Winfrey, America's mom [clicks tongue]

Lainey: And guess what? You're Raoul.
Adam: Wait are you sure it's not the other Adam Goldberg? He's an actor, too.
Lainey: There's an "F." It's Adam F.
Adam: My first big part. Suck it, other Adam Goldberg! Don't tell him I said that. I fear him.

Ms. Cinoman: Yay. Well, uh, thank you.
Barry: And then I break dance and kiss Lainey and win whatever's the theater equivalent of the Stanley Cup. I'll thank Oprah in my speech.
Ms. Cinoman: Okay, uh, the show's not about Oprah.
Barry: But hear me out. Could it be?