BJ: We have exactly three hours to clean this place up after last night's party.
LILY: It wasn't so much of a party, not with just the two of us here.
BJ: Let's not forget Mr. Mouse. He turned out to be an alright fellow after all.
LILY: He was under your thumb all night.

BJ: Well, it's not my fault. He backed himself into a corner.

LILY: Poor thing panicked. It's a good thing you gave him mouth-to-mouth. We might've lost him. And here I thought you didn't learn anything in that one day of medical school.

BJ (gasping): Did you hear that thump?
LILY (eyes narrowing): Yeah, it sounded exactly like a cat on a hot tin roof. And I bet I know which cat it is.

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