MW: "We have this phrase in our industry about herding editors is like herding cats."
MP: "I know how to herd cats. That's easy."
MW: "Must know!"
MP: "Catnip."
MW: "What's the catnip for editors?"
MP: "Buffalo wings."

AN: "This is the weirdest thing. I remember the food but not the edit."

MW: "I remember when you went through a phase where you wondered if you'd ever meet your soul mate."
LF: "Oh I met him! Remember? What was his name?"

JL: "Alright. I'm off to find six live ducks and a pitching machine."

MP: "Look, I've gotten a squirt gun for when the employees get lippy and sass me."
SM: "If you really mean business, you'll put urine in it."

SJ: "I hate when those cameramen keep shooting. The more tape you have... the more you have to work."

Overheard at the ball game: "How hammered did you get your mother last night?"

MW: "Wait. It was your neighbor who broke into your car?"
LW: "Yeah ... the crackhead across the street. But when we had that tornado, his baby-mama's car got smashed by a tree."

LW: "Yes, well, I guess I prefer to get my information from a brunette."