Office Lady: You got a haircut.
Office Lady: You still look like Owen Wilson.
Brown: I do?
Office Lady: Yes. I just confirmed it with another woman here. She agreed.
Brown: ....Ohhh I get it. You hate me.
Office Lady: Yes.
Brown: Very well. ...Did you watch the Super Bowl?
Office Lady: Could you go sit back down now?
Brown: But I'm not that bad of a guy.
Office Lady: Are you going to change your face?
Brown: My face?
Office Lady: Yes. Are you going to change your face?
Brown: I don't think so?
Office Lady: Then I don't care if you're a good guy. You are just a guy whose face I hate.
Brown: Is this about something else?
Office Lady: No. It's about you and your face. Nothing else. How have I been unclear?
Brown: Well it was a little unclear with the whole Owen Wilson angle.
Office Lady: Well I hope I'm clear now.
Brown: It kind of makes me think you really just hate Owen Wilson.
Office Lady: No.
Brown: Because you don't even know me.
Office Lady: I don't want to know me.
Brown: Why not?
Office Lady: I could come up with a million reasons. And then I would pile those reasons on top of each other to form a pyramid. And at the top of that pyramid would be the most important reason. And that reason wouldn't be in words, it would just be a picture of your face. And then I would smash that pyramid like I want to smash your face right now because I can't stand to look at it even when it's illustrating my own point.
Brown: This is about Owen Wilson isn't it.
Office Lady: God I hate you.