Patricia: I bet you've had a hard time walking into a room full of people on your own, right? Yeah. I know that. I know what it is not to feel like your in the room until he looks at you or touches your hand or even makes a joke at your expense, just to let everyone know... you're with him. You're his.

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Denise: Ooohhh, he's delicious isn't he? I'd serve coffee on that ass.

John: Do you have to be so vulgar about men? Like they're pieces of meat?

Denise: I'm sorry, John. I forgot you're sensitive about your flat ass.

John: You know, Denise, that's why you're not married. Women act like men. Then they complain men don't want them.

Denise: Oh, is that why? 'Cause I thought it was something different. I thought that it was 'cause I deserved the best and he's out there. He's just with all the wrong women. And let me be clear. After CENTURIES of men looking at my tits in stead of my eyes and pinching my ass instead of shaking my hand, I now have the *DIVINE* right to stare at a man's BACKSIDE with vulgar, cheap appreciation if I want to!

Lisa Kudrow goodness. ♥