Suzy Gee: So, are you going to explain that missile outside?
Gav: What missile?

Suzy Gee: What do you mean "what missile?[sic] What's that forty foot cigar taking up three parking meters hooked up to your ant? What's Danny playing on right now?
Gav: Oh, THAT missile!

Gav: I'm not really sure--I was pretty out of it that week. There was this arms dealer or a terrorist organization or something. Even stone-dead drunk, I guess I remembered I've always wanted a cruise missile.
Gav: Get off of there, Danny

Suzy Gee: Hm, and what does such an impulse buy cost these days?
Gav: Depends... what's $24 times 39 parking tickets?
Danny: Make that 42