Claire: “Tell me something I don’t know, darling.”

Candle: “For real. God damn, I seriously got proposed to last night. Ring and all. That guy was fucking GONE.”

Claire: “Jesus…You smashed, didn’t you? Did he have whisky dick?”

Candle: “I would never fuck a stallion that weak.”

Claire: “You’d hop on anything that moves.”

Honey: “Er…I appreciate the compliment. Thank you very much.”