- Female Passenger: The man sitting next to me. He was very suspicious.
- Ravi Chakrabarti: How so?
- Female Passenger: Well, he was one of those, you know... Like you, and he had one of those whoosie-whatsits on his head.
- Ravi Chakrabarti: A whoosie-whatsit?
- Female Passenger: One of those Muslim thingamabobs. Like Norma Desmond in Sunset Boulevard.
- Ravi Chakrabarti: So, by whoosie-whatsit you mean Turban. By Muslim you mean Sikh. And by like me you mean brown.
- Female Passenger: [Unabashed] Yes.
- Ravi Chakrabarti: Wow.
- Ravi Chakrabarti: Clearly you're being distant. It's not my fault we brain-banged.
- Olivia Moore: I'm just having a weird day, okay?
- Ravi Chakrabarti: Most women can't help thinking about sex when they look at me. You'll get used to it.
- [pause]
- Ravi Chakrabarti: I have to ask. Did you see my...
- Olivia Moore: I don't want to talk about it.
- Ravi Chakrabarti: I'll take that as a yes.
- Olivia Moore: I'm Seattle's only identifiable zombie.
- Peyton Charles: No, you're not identifiable. People look at you and all they see is gorgeous.
- [Points to newspaper]
- Peyton Charles: That looks like a picture of a monster.
- Olivia Moore: You know that's still me, right?
- Peyton Charles: Sorry..
- Olivia Moore: I mean, it's not a great picture but... Monster?
- Peyton Charles: [Backtracking] A cute monster.
- Olivia Moore: What was she like? Anything weird?
- Ravi Chakrabarti: You know, driven, direct, nothing weird. You've had worse.
- Olivia Moore: That's your glowing endorsement? You slept with this woman.