I don't envy a lot of people. But I wish I had New York's social skills. And her ability to call a bitch out as easy as eating grapes. I mean I can, but I don't do it practically nude with synthetic hair.
"All of you that don't have love for New York, I thank you for coming out, but it's time for y'all to raise up out of here. (Screaming) You're not moving fast enough, get the fuck out of my house! (Pointing, screaming) 'Cause you were here for your demo, your ass wasn't feeling me, and you... you need Prozac, baby and you know I'm telling the truth. Bye!"
- New York asking possible suitors to politely get the hell out of her space.
