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| So, listen, Amy, you have to take the morning-after pill immediately... | |
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| Never mind that, Drew, let me explain about traffic tickets in Burbank. | |
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| Goddamnit, Adam, don't you care about anyone but yourself? | |
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| Is that a trick question, Drew? | |
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| Look, Adam, why don't you just not drive through Burbank? | |
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| Because listening to you help callers bores me to fucking tears, Drew. | |
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