Britta: I’m not gonna sit while some hokey tribunal gets its jollies judging me. Jeff: Hey, if you show up with me, follow my lead, and deny everything, you’ll walk. That’s the Winger guarantee. Britta: I get it. You think you’re gonna save my bacon using your lawyer powers and send me into fits of grateful arousal. Jeff: I can neither confirm nor deny that. See how good I am?
(Source: relatedworlds)