- Oh darling you just make me sad when you talk about your clothes. I'm already depressed enough. - I don't mind her. I appreciate her honesty more than how others pussyfoot about. Repeat that to anyone and I will kill you. - You're garbage. Next time, you bring all ingredients for martinis. And a water. And snacks. (So you don't die when you try to keep up with me.) For reference: this is how you can be me in these sort of situations. Not only am I perfect, I am also incredibly thoughtful. - I'll be there in a few.