- Nick: [looking bored] Look it's five minutes to show; why do we always have to cut this so close?
- JC: [putting his arm around Nick's shoulder] Come here, okay? The secret to success... is *relaxation*.
- Nick: I'm relaxed.
- JC: No. You know there was another guy in my band who couldn't relax either? To be honest with you, he was just as good a singer as me and the other guy.
- Nick: [still looking bored] Justin... Timberlake?
- JC: Whoever. Anyway, he should have been front and center more than he was, but he was *in* the closet, dealing with some personal issues. I'm not gonna say who it was.
- Nick: [matter-of-factly] It was Lance Bass.
- JC: So... You know what I'm talking about?
- Nick: I don't think I do.
- Chloe: Seriously, I can't keep up with your sexual workload.
- Malcolm: Well what about you and Nick? How many times did y'all do it a week?
- Chloe: I don't know, three, or four.
- Malcolm: Ha!
- [starts chuckling]
- Chloe: What?
- [Malcolm continues to laugh]
- Malcolm: Awh, honey.
- Chloe: What do you- What is wrong with that?
- Malcolm: [to Nick, who's just arrived] Come here. Nicky, come here. You mean to tell me, you were only entering this beautiful creature three or four times in a *week*?
- Nick: [Seriously] Yeah, but... To be fair, she was also entering *me* three or four times a week, so...
- [Chloe starts laughing]
- Nick: ... It's not so bad.
- Malcolm: I like that.