Kyle: Khadijah, women all over New York are holding their breath, awaiting the story you did on moi.
Khadijah: Well, tell them to exhale!
Synclaire: Obie, you put these in my pile, but they're yours.
Overton: Oh, I know that. I was kinda hoping you'd wear 'em later.
Synclaire: Oh. Well, ignore that red lace bra in your pile. There's no message there.
Synclaire: Kyle, you were one of a bunch of men profiled.
Kyle: Yes, but the others will simply recede into the background once the women get a load of me. It's called the Barker Effect. Yeah!
Overton: And scientists are working around the clock to find a cure. Yeah!
Regine: Max ran into me outside and is helping me with my bags.
Khadijah: How come? That's not food!
Max: I hear he has a very jealous girlfriend. The waits-for-you-to-come-out-of-your-house-so-she-can-run-you-down-with-her-car kind of girlfriend.
Preston: You're the one who has all the men in the office buzzing around you, Fred Meyer!
Max: Fred Meyer is a dork.
Preston: So? I saw the way he was checkin' you out in that suit. And if he wasn't looking, he was thinking about looking!
Max: She did not start wearing that Wonderbra until you came along.
Preston: Well, that's because I felt that her cleavage wasn't pronounced enough, so I suggested she go buy one! In fact, I went with her to buy it. In fact, we went to pick it out together, walking hand and hand through Bra World!
Max: And why'd you have to bring your special coffee beans in here? Getting the women all worked up! Juan Valdes never got so much attention.
Regine: You've gotta work with somebody you've seen naked? Now that's distracting.
Synclaire: Yeah. How do you think I feel every time I see Obie change a light bulb?
Overton: You know, it's comforting to know that, when there are no men around, you women can be as raunchy as we are. It is a bit disheartening to realize that, right now, you seem to think there are no men around!
Overton: So Kyle, what's the little lady cooking for supper?
Max: You know, if we're going to make a clean break of this, I'm really going to have to hate you.
Preston: Okay. I'll partner you with Fred.
Max: That helps.
Regine: Now, let's see. What to wear. I need something that says, "I'm with him, but it's a favor."
Preston: As you all know, the district attorney has promised to eliminate prostitution in New York.
Max: Sorry I'm late. My heel got stuck in a manhole and I had to wait for the city to come out with a crowbar.
Fred: If I were to refer to a precedent, that would be...?
Max: People v. Rickey.
Fred: Get out of my head.
Max: Get out of my face.
Overton: I have a strict policy against mixing business with pleasure. Have we learned nothing from the tragic saga of Tom and Roseanne Arnold?