- Annabel: [gesturing Lisa along with Camille to a cafeteria seat] Come on, let's have a kiki, just us girls.
- Lisa: [taking a wine glass from Camille's silver platter and glancing individually from Rick to Annabel to Will and finally Camille as she seats herself] Let me see if I got this straight. The drug-dealing erotic with the double life. The self-conscious follower. The abusive, womanizing, sociopath. And finally, the gold digging social climber
- [presents a fake smile to the group seated apart from Will taken aback at her comments]
- Will LaSalle: [In response to Lisa's analysis of the group] Very Cute.
- Lisa: Well I've been around you know. I have seen all the skeletons in your closets. Probably even the ones you hide from each other.
- Camille: [sternly as she looks up] Okay that's enough.
- Casting Director: [Following the end of Camille's song note] Thank you! We'll let you know.
- Camille: Do you guys want me to do the scene?
- Casting Director: No it's alright we have quite a few girls to go through today. Thank you for coming in.
- Camille: I was up all night practicing.
- Casting Director: I'm sure you were. Everybody does. I've just seen enough.
- Camille: [after picking up her bag and jacket from the piano tableside] I'm not going to hear from you.
- Casting Director: Probably not.
- Camille: Do you mind me asking what I did wrong?
- Casting Director: [Frustratingly sighing] Okay, first off your song choice.
- Camille: I thought it was original.
- Casting Director: I bet you did and so did five other girls this morning. Even if you did sing it the best.
- Camille: [confused] Okay, so what's the problem?
- Casting Director: To be brutally honest with you, you are a nobody. Right now broadway is hemorrhaging money, name recognition is all that matters, and you are a... chorus girl at best. We need a star. Not another dime a dozen socialite.
- Camille: Why did you agree to see me?
- Casting Director: Apparently, your fiancé is very well connected and someone called in a favor and is wasting my time.
- Camille: [upset] Thank you.
- Annabel: [traversing through party crowd to Poppy and her two companions excitedly] Poppy!
- Annabel: [Looking down at her dress] Oh my god, I love your dress. Where did you get it?
- Poppy: Fendels. My parents took me shopping there last season in celebration of entrance scene in our last fiesta.
- Annabel: Your taste is so on point. I really feel like a trip down there next week.
- Poppy: [laughing and closing her eyes along with her companions]
- Annabel: [noticing their disapproving nods and facial expressions] What?
- Poppy: Sweetie. I am just saying this because I am your friend but I doubt they carry your size, but I hear seers have a new line-up better suited for your torso.
- Annabel: [splashes Poppy with her red cup of alcohol]
- Annabel: Sorry muscle spasm, see you next Tuesday
- [finishes sentence in fake voice and smile before turning away]
- Annabel: Bitch.
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