Johnny:	Max, look..
Max:	Johnny, stop. You don't need to "Max, look" me. It's cool. You never led me on, never put your hands on me, you never even kissed me. (To customer) Food! Hey. Make sure he doesn't have a girlfriend who's beautiful, black and British!
Johnny:	Max, look, I wanted to kiss you. I want to kiss you. I just didn't want to be 'the guy who was with someone else.' Look, Max, I didn't think you were gonna come into my life. I didn't know I was gonna have these feelings for you. But all of a sudden it's Max all the time in my head. Cassandra and I have, or had, something. And there is, or was, love there. And I don't know what I'm supposed to do with all the feelings I have for you.
Max:	Johnny, I just spent two days going through someone else's garbage and quite frankly, I don't have the time, or the energy, to go through all the clowns and candy wrappers you got going up in there. And the next time you invite someone to a booty call in a billboard...
Johnny:	It wasn't a booty call.
Max:	I think everyone knows that if its after 2:30, the call is for the dirty. And PS, we've known each other for 6 months and you've never told me you had a girlfriend. You shoulda worn the rat mask.