Rachel: "I should kiss that bitch. Bitches love kisses."
Rachel: "...and this is where we are getting married, northern Finland. I'll wear a tux made out of beaver pelt and you can wear an Eskimo dress."
Lauren: "I would rather get married in Hell than in the arctic."
Lauren: "You cannot turn into that. This isn't 'Leave it to effing Beaver.'"
Rachel: "Chocolate milk, syrup, and two bottles of wine. Yup, the gang is all here."
Rachel: "Bitch, DO NOT get between my money and my food. I will run you over!"
