Max, you will not believe what just came addressed to you.
Let me explain. I'm not a Scientologist.
I just went that one time because I heard some rich guy was looking for a wife.
No, we've been pre-approved for a credit card.
What? How the hell did we get pre-approved?
It says all we have to do is go online and apply and we can be approved in under two minutes.
Slow down, Quasimodo. I can't have a credit card.
Someone gave me a bag of chips Ahoy cookies once and I ate the entire thing without breathing.
Well, you're not a child anymore. You have more discipline.
The cookies were yesterday. Okay, what is that thing? What is that spinning wheel?
It's just processing our application.
No, it's not. It's finding out everything about us.
Now it's finding out your dad stole millions of dollars.
Now it's finding out I got fired from eight Dairy Queens.
Now it's finding out why I got fired from eight dairy queens.
Oh, my god. Max, we're approved. We've just been approved.
What? What is wrong with them? Does dairy queen report nothing?
Get back on there and disapprove us.
Okay. Calm down. We need this card for our business.
All we have to do is communicate with each other about every purchase, you know? Keep an open dialogue.
So, opening dialogue. For our business,I would like a pair of Louboutins.
Opening dialogue. No. And I felt stupid miming that. I hate the arts.
Look, you can't get everything you want. I would like a box of lizards.
Love lizards, always have, but you don't see me putting that on a credit card.
I need a new pair of shoes for business meetings.
You know what they say, "Dress for the job you want, not the job you have".
Okay, fine. If you're getting the shoes, then I'm getting what I want.
I hope you're happy with an apartment full of lizards and lipstick.
Also, some of those lizards will be wearing lipstick.