You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.
I wish you wouldn’t ask questions nobody can answer.
I know it’s not what you wanted, but it’s the best I could do under the circumstances.
I think I may of heard of it, but I had no idea what it was.
No, it was Dorothy Parker who wrote that.
Each one takes about 6-8 weeks, give or take.
Aw, sure, why not?
No, they’re both recovering alcoholics, so please don’t serve wine at the dinner.
Sure! And make it a double!
No, I don’t think eating an egg that fell onto the kitchen floor is a good idea.
I had to, it was the only way I could get him to leave me alone.
Oh shit, I forgot again.
Uh, no, I don’t remember where I was from 4 to 6pm yesterday…oh wait, I was, um, I was out for a walk, by myself.
Why would that make any damn difference? I wasn’t there at the time.
On advice of counsel, I respectfully decline to answer.
No, I personally have never done that.
It’ll be ready at seven. We’ve got time for cocktails.
How the heck would I know? As I told the police, I wasn’t even in country at the time.
You should know better than to ask me something that personal.
Yes, Bill, and I made sure that you got cole slaw with that. Sam, here’s yours, Ellen, here’s yours. Now, let’s get to work.