don't be fooled by the rocks that he's got; he's still marc from the bronx.

Over dinner at the mall food court:

Kate: A little girl just sat down over there with her hot fudge sundae, and her, like bookbag, and left them on the table while she went into Journey to look at shoes. All the Bronx must have finally pissed out of me, because three months ago I would have stolen all that stuff, but now all I can think is, wow, this mall has a Häagen-Dazs?

Marc: I just want to go pee in it.