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christudo: What do you do around here besides walking around like you're trying to get raped?
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christudo: Joan knew exactly what I needed, and made sure that I got it.
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christudo: I could tell the minute she saw who I really was, she never wanted to look at me again, which is why I never told her.
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christudo: Who do you report to?
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christudo: Go get it...That's rum, read labels.
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christudo: I'm not some young girl off the bus. I don't need some madame from a Shanghai whorehouse to show me the ropes.
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christudo: MadMen
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christudo: MadMen
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christudo: I'm sorry she broke your heart.
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christudo: Sometimes a fella's gott pick up the check.
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christudo: How long is this going to go on?
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christudo: You're the most hireable man on Madison Avenue.
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christudo: That don't seem to give awards for what I do.
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christudo: MadMen
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christudo: So how are your balls? You enjoying yourself?
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christudo: I understand that all men are dizzy and powerless to refuse but consider me the exception...fried chicken, indeed.
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christudo: They say as soon you have to cut down on your drinking, you have a drinking problem.
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christudo: You have lipstick all over your teeth.
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christudo: Don't you dare lie to me, I'll cut your fingers
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christudo: I have to warn you, they won't know it's over until you drop the big one, twice.
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christudo: I told him to be himself. That was pretty mean I guess.
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christudo: You know something. We are all here becuase of you. All we want to do is please you.
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christudo: She's asking what you want, not how many you've had.
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christudo: Can you imagine? Your financial future is in the hands of a room full of 22 year old girls.
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christudo: It's your job. I give you money. You give me ideas.
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christudo: MadMen
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christudo: You know that I love you...my chocolate bunny.
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christudo: You are 20-something years old, it's time to get over birthdays!
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christudo: Every time I think back, all the good stuff was with you.
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christudo: Three whiskey sours aught to do.