Tony: Can I have this Chipwich?
Dylan: Did that kid take my weed?
Mamie-Claire: No! No one's touched it. It should be next to the Chipwiches.
Tony: I have a Chipwich for you.
Nicolette: You brought me a Chipwich?
Brooke: Nate dropped a gram on Instagram. That means a picture.
Brooke: She took this t-shirt idea that I had, started a company and fucking sold it to J. Crew, so there's that.
Brooke: Marrying Mamie-Claire is like buying a cashmere sweater from Old Navy.
Brooke: Just a quick tweet on Twitter.
Brooke: I don't tweet all of it.
Brooke: I'm gonna shorten that, punch it up, and turn it into a tweet.
Tracy: Stop talking about Twitter, it's so awkward.