Here you go, sir.

- Oh, excellent. Thank you. - Here you are.

I had a horrible fight with my mother.

I tried to be Indra Nooyi, And while I admit that choice may have been a bit random, The other choice was to be my mother, and I didn't want that.

Why not?

You care about fashion more than most people care about, uh... Well, anything.

You used to send girls home crying from constance for wearing tights as pants.

Well, somebody had to. It was for the greater good, just like my suggestion that you take off that tie and shove it in your pocket right now.

You're an evil dictator of taste, Blair.

Why deny that just because it's what your mother does?