Fred: I can’t believe we left the party so soon. And there was so much wine to spit around the place.
Elizabeth: I got upset.
Fred: ‘I got upset.’ God, you’re so stupid. You never leave a party ‘til the very very end.
Elizabeth: Oh, really?
Fred: Yeah, really.
Elizabeth: Well, what about Cinderella? Remember what happened with her?
Fred: No I don’t remember what happened with her. I deliberately forgot all about her. She made me puke. I remember the ugly stepsisters; they were great.