Rosa: Okay. I'm calling Holt. This is a failure.
Amy: No, wait, wait. I have an idea.
Rosa: Oh, I bet it's great.
Amy: Okay, you know how guys like O'Sullivan, they think we all look the same, right? So you dress as Amy. You take my place. And, oh, my God! Is nine-drink Amy a genius?
Rosa: That's never gonna work. You just need to sober up and get back out there. Oh, you're on the floor.