Eleanor: "Her name was Scarlett Pakistan, and she was the type of girl you couldn't take in all at once or you'd die. You had to take her in bit by bit, like a great work of art, like the Louvre."
Michael: "Her brown eyes were as brown as the brownest crayon. She had legs like Jessica Rabbit from that movie."
Eleanor: "Her long, flowing locks smelled like the moon at twilight on a par four?" Ugh, I'm sorry about this.
Tahani: I've been through worse. Once, at Elon Musk's birthday party, I was seated between Silvio Berlusconi and Elon Musk.
Michael: This is bad. Brent and Simone is our trickiest relationship. She tends to make snap judgments about people, and he's a guy who repeatedly confirms the accuracy of her snap judgments. We need her to believe that Brent is better than his worst actions, like saying that Tahani, "Has an accent like the Queen of England, but without any of the old gross face parts."