"I guess what I'm saying, when it all comes down to it in our post-feminist dreamland, is I just want someone to sit on a railroad bridge with and drink beers."
"That sounds fair."
"And someone to throw those empty beer bottles at passersby with."
"A tad violent I guess but if that's your thing..."
"And then take home and treat like a rag doll in a dog's mouth."
"Jesus, Simon!"
"And then watch reruns of The West Wing and eat General Chao's chicken together in the aftermath."
"Well isn't that precious of you."
"Yeah, I think so."