Sandy: Ladies. So I'm gonna go...
Kirsten: Surfing? Fun. Where?
Sandy: At, you know, the spot, you know, by the place.
Kirsten: Four-footers? Yeah, I heard that too.
(Sandy looks around confused, as if he's looking for something)
Sandy: Yeah, I was just gonna ask you.
Kirsten: Kitchen. So tonight?
Sandy: Yeah, what time should I make the reservations?
Sandy and Kirsten: Eight?
Sandy: Perfect. Table?
Sandy: I love you.
Kirsten: Love you too. (Looks at Hailey who has a look of disgust on her face) What?
Hailey: You guys are like....married.
Kisten: Well, that was the idea. When we had a wedding.
Hailey: No, I mean like deeply, deeply married.