- Faith: You gonna sleep all day? It's almost noon.
- Lola: Noon? Shit.
- Faith: I'm gonna go into the city. Gotta do some stuff.
- Lola: Think you'd feel better if you stayed for breakfast?
- Faith: No. I just didn't think you'd hook up with him.
- Lola: It's not like I planned it. One thing just led to another. Sometimes it just happens.
- Faith: Sometimes?
- Lola: What? You think I'm a slut now? Is that it?
- Faith: No. I mean -- don't you think you're getting in a bit over you're head here?
- Lola: I know what I'm doing, Faith. Look what he gave me.
- Faith: He gave it to you?
- Lola: I bat my eyes. Admire it. Wish I could have one just like it, and it's mine. They always give me something nice. And I never call 'em back. So don't worry about me. I can handle myself. I'm not a whore, Faith.
- Faith: I know.