Okay, we'll fuck on the Sabbath. That's the plan.
*reading* "You look depressed. Are you okay?" No, I'm not getting fucked!
Sarah: I'm hungry, I need to EAT! Michael: I've got some ass you can eat. Sarah: No, not nutritious enough. Michael: What's wrong with it? Sarah: That's for dessert!
I didn’t expect to get molested today!
Michael: You don’t want your usual Mango? Rachel: No, I’ve decided to channel the spirit of Robert Dominguez tonight. Sarah: I think I’ll channel the spirit of Hunter and get a Jagerita.