Logan: Why the Hell are we here?
Marie: For the love of God Logan, I’ve always dreamt of visiting Paris and you promised to take me when I was fucking you senseless last month and asked right when you were about to come. If I remember correctly, and I do, your exact words were; “Yeah, anything baby…yes… Marie… Fuck yeah!”
Scott (puts hands up to ears and starts yelling): La la la la! I can’t hear you!
Jean (uncovering Scott’s ears): Grow up, that’s basically the same way I got you here.
Logan (grimaces): Put a lid on it Jeannie.
Scott: That is not true! I happen to like fine wines, cheeses and art… I feel right at home.
Logan: Why am I not surprised?
Scott: What is that suppose to mean?
Jean: Scott!
Scott: What?!
Logan: Pansy ass-
Marie: Logan!
Logan: What!?
Marie (sighs): Can’t we just have a peaceful day?… Can you guys do that for us?
Jean (seductively): Yeah, we promise to make it worth your while… uh… (sobering)… respectively.
Marie (seductively to Logan): She’s right… you behave, and a little later… I won’t.
Logan (to Marie): You got yourself a deal darlin’. *wink*
Jean: Scott, what about you?
Scott: I’m on board with that plan… wait, uh… you’re going to misbehave later too right?
Jean (half sarcastically): Yes Scott… I’ll be your naughty little X-whore.
Scott, Logan and Marie (in shocked unison): JEAN!