After this, we're gonna find you a man. [Ann chuckles] You're laughing, but I'm for real! What's your type?
Uh, hobos are kinda hot.
Big beard, yellow ring around their mouth. Yeah, that turns me off. [in confessional] Ann's different. Me being nice, I'm just trying to hold a conversation. [to Ann] What's the oldest you'll go to?
Sixty. [laughs]
What kind of man do you want?!
He has to be a warlock, and he has to spit fire, and he has to know how to make sushi.
[chuckles] You're gonna be single.



