Brennan Brown credited as playing...
Horst
- Nicky: I'm all crewed up, sweetie.
- Jess: Oh come on, PLEASE. Can we just skip the part where I speak through thinly veiled allure and lead you to believe there is some earth-shattering hump in the works, cause I suck at that kind of stuff. I just want in.
- Nicky: There is no earth-shattering hump in the works?
- Jess: Yep.
- Nicky: I don't even get thinly veiled allure?
- Jess: No
- Nicky: No baby voice. No lingering eye contact?
- Jess: I'm hopeless.
- Nicky: That's all my favorite shit.
- Jess: I'm sorry.
- Nicky: Can I suggest you learn. Professionally.
- Jess: [seductively] I mean, you could show me. In your room.
- Nicky: [pauses] That is so BAD.
- Jess: Is it?
- Nicky: Does it feel sexy on your face?
- Jess: A little.
- Nicky: It does? Ok, let's go.
- Jess: Wait... Where... Wait... Wait... Am I in?
- Nicky: No. This is Horst.
- Horst: Hello Jess.
- Jess: Hi
- Horst: Nicky told me you were coming.
- Jess: [hits Nicky] You are such a dick.
- Horst: He gets that a lot. Let's go. Are you a size 4?
- Nicky: [Walking around empty office space] So why do I like this place?
- Horst: Lots of space. It does not open for a month or two. We can tie into multiple lines, diffuse our footprint. Keep on the anti stress. Plus, military grade fiber.
- Nicky: How many bathrooms? Fat ass Farhad is flying in.
- Horst: Two. Coed. He still get irritable bowel?
- Nicky: Yeah.
- Horst: Man, he should do a cleanse.
- Nicky: Horst, he is a 400 pound Persian. He is not going to do a cleanse.
- Horst: Where have you been staying? Hyatt again?
- Nicky: Yeah, I love the brunch. You should stop by.
- Horst: I don't do brunch. I'm doing a cleanse.