Oh please, I don't think of myself as being that pretty.

[Brad whispers in her ear]

Yes, that changed at Huckabees. You know, I was never the pretty girl.

Really?

No! I just have to keep up with this gorgeous hottie.

How's the sex?

How is the sex?

The sex?

Come on, guys.

[laughs]

Come on. That's private.

That's gross.

Our undercover surveillance shows it's been infrequent and short. Eight to nine minutes. Typically.

Surveillance? You've watched us?

No, just listened.

[laughs uncomfortably]

So your surveillance is wrong!

Yeah. It's quantity not quality.

She meant quality not quantity.

I know, I was only joking.

Were you joking when you said quantity and not quality?

We're private about our seven minutes of heaven!

It's longer than that, darling.

[laughs hysterically]

Eight minutes of heaven! It's quantity not quality!

You should see her after a couple of margaritas.