Mary: "We're a bit early. I think I'm going to throw up."
Emily: "You'll be fine, trust me. I know you- after we get in there you'll realize that and take everyone by storm."

Emily: "As gorgeous as this place is, I'd rather not spend all night standing outside- I want to see your work!"

Emily: "Mary... I don't know what to say."
Mary: "Yep, I'm the queen of bullshit. Sometimes I wonder how I can manage to live with myself, and then I remember the paychecks."
Emily: "You're something else, you know that? Look- I wonder if that's your mystery patron... I'm going to make myself scarce for a bit. Good luck!"

Andy: "Mary McMally? I'm Andrew Stone, gallery owner and a big fan of your work."
Mary: "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Stone."
Andy: "Please, call me Andy."

Andy: "I have to tell you, the feedback I've been getting so far has been spectacular. I'm positive your work is going to be a huge success."
Mary: "Is that so, Mr... Andy?"
Andy: "Absolutely..."

Andy: "...These are the sort of people who like to believe there's hidden meaning in everything they look at. Your art oozes with 'hidden meaning'. You know how to manipulate people, Mary. I respect that."

Mary: "Why, Andy... I have no idea what you're talking about."

Andy: "Now, last we spoke you said you knew of a photographer in need of a studio? Would you mind if after the show tonight I got some contact information from you so I can set up an appointment to meet with them?"

Mary: "Actually she came with me tonight- that's her over there. EMILY!!"

Mary: "Emily, this is Andy Stone- he owns the gallery and the photo studio I told you about. Andy, this is Emily Laine."
Emily: "Very pleased to meet you, sir."
Andy: "The pleasure is all mine. And please, call me Andy. I hate formalities."

Mary: "Oh no... Can you excuse me, please? I'll just be a few minutes..."