Angela: Oscar, what is happening here? Why would you say you think the senator might be gay?
Oscar: I don't know, Angela. I'm dehydrated. Maybe... You heard me wrong. We should just go.
Angela: Look, look, look. Here he comes. Here he comes. What is he doing?
Oscar: He's making a phone call.
Angela: [ducking under a table with Oscar] Oh. Oh.
Oscar: [phone vibrates, rings]