Stuart: [groans] How's this happening to me? Denise... [sighs] I'm a simple man. I wake up in the morning, put on one of my two pairs of pants, and go to work in a comic book store that's never made a dime. Except for the year I set it on fire and collected the insurance.
Denise: Are you done wallowing?
Stuart: Don't take that away from me. It's the only thing I do well. [groans]
Denise: Enjoy.