Blair: Hey Jim, the word of the day is "legs."
Let's go back to our place and spread the word.
Jim: I'm there.
Jim: Your so hot, you melt the elastic in my underwear.
Blair: You sweet talker, you.
Jim: Chief, that outfit would look great crumpled in a heap on our
Blair: I'm there.
Blair: Did that guy just say you had a nice ass?
Jim: I don't think so Chief.
Blair: Yes he did. You do, but I don't want him looking.
Jim: Possessive, aren't you?
Jim: Fuck me if I'm wrong, but don't you want to kiss me?
Blair: I think you might be wrong.
Blair: Is it hot in here or is it just you?
Jim: Flattery will get you everywhere.
Blair: I know.
Blair: Hey Jim, I need some directions?
Jim: "To where?"
Blair: Your heart.
Jim: Let me show you.
Blair: Say, that's a nice apron.
Jim: Thanks, Chief.
Blair: Can I talk you out of it?
Jim: Wanna see my buns?
Blair: Oh yeah, I have to heat up your oven.