- Chelsea: "The Steakhouse." Well, we can only hope the imagination saved coming up with the name is being put to good use in the kitchen!
- Chelsea: I made reservations at a wonderful new French resturaunt on Broome Street, everyone is raving about it. A friend of mine was there last week. One of the waiters slapped her face. It's like you're in Provence!
- Chelsea: Jane, when I need to feel good about myself, I look inside of me. And you know something, I'm always there for me. You need to do that. When I need approval, do you know what I do? I look to me.
- Jane: You're right.
- Chelsea: I am. Now, what are you going to do from now on?
- Jane: When I need approval, I'm gonna look to me.
- Chelsea: Uh, no. Jane, Jane, that's not what I said. You're gonna look to ME! You have to listen!
- Chelsea: Well, I don't remember all the details. Uh, he came over, we talked, we had some wine, we did it and then he left. How was the rest of your evening?
- Jane: What?
- Chelsea: How was the rest of your---
- Jane: No, go back. You did it? What do you mean "it?"
- Chelsea: Well, I think it's the only "it" there is. Isn't it?