- X: [narrating] Forgive me Father, I'm guilty of the deadliest sin. I'm human. How many Hail Marys is that?
- Joey: [bringing mug full of hot water] One order of freshly microwaved tap-water.
- Gregory Talbot: Smells delicious.
- Joey: [after a long pause] So... Do I get to listen, or do I have to come up with some excuse to give you guys privacy?
- Gregory Talbot: "I've got a hot date" has always worked for me.
- Joey: Fine. It was a pleasure warming your water.
- X: I love club music, everything is so cut and dry. You love someone set them free. Love me or let me go. Prove your love. My love is your love. It's love or it's not love. Love is sex. Sex is love. I defy you to find a club anthem that says I love you but I'm not really sure what love is all about and I still wanna have sex with...blah blah blah. Those things are harder to rhyme.
- X: [narrating] Forgive me Father, I was too lazy to do more than pretend everything would be alright.