"Honey, can we please go."
"We still need to find a duvet."
"A what? Jesus, we've been in here for an hour. We're going to die in here."
"Don't be so dramatic."
"My body is going to decompose in here. Holding a spice rack. I know it."
"Oh, relax."
"Hey, you. Don't let your wife or girlfriend pull you in here. You're young. You've got time."
"Don't bring him into this."
"I'm telling you, get out while you can!"