Eetz Creh-tsee!

Nadia: "Have you drove to Henderson?"

Susannah: "Yeah, I've been to Henderson a few times."

Nadia: "You seen the old guys?"

Susannah: "Haha, what the?"

Nadia: "The old guys in their, how you say it?, comfor-tables? driving SO FAST, Susannah, it's CRAZY!"

(with a thick Mexican accent, so it comes out 'Tso fast, tSus-tsannah, eetz creh-tsee')

Susannah: "Hahaha."

Nadia: "Seriously.  You see the sirs and ma'ams and it's like WHOA."

Susannah: "Hahahaha."

Nadia: "Playing their oldies music, from the 80's."

Susannah: "The 80's?"

Nadia: "Or the 90's.  The 90's is oldie music to me.  But they are probably playing the 60's."

Susannah: "Hahahahahaha!"

Nadia: "Oh ****, you laughing at me?"

Susannah: "No, I'm just laughing...with you."

 

Steve: "Oh girl, I love how you only button up one button on your smock.  It's hot."

Susannah: "Hahaha, oh my."

Steve: "Seriously, girl.  It's like a picture frame for your chest.  Framed all perfectly."

Susannah: "Hahahahaha.  Let's be honest, Steve, this is why I only button up one: (attempts to fasten the buttons across the hips, they don't quite reach)  So it's really because I don't have much of a choice, hahaha."

Steve: "Whatever, it's hot.  Because you've got a great chest, is it real?"

Susannah: "Of course.  Sheesh.  Oh heavens."

Steve: "Hey now, you've got it and not many do.  And you've got the booty, too.  I bet a lot of black men hit on you, don't they?"

Susannah: "Haha, no.  Mostly creepy old white guys."

Steve: "Really?  No way, girl.  You're hot, you rock it."

Susannah: "You can only get away with this conversation because you're gay."

Steve: "I'm like a girlfriend."