"Hey, MacElroy. Was that your routine? Or a performance of Cirque du So-lame? Besides, you're too late. They already handed out the girls medals this morning." "Shut up, Michaels. That was textbook execution. Same scores I beat you with in Oslo." "Hey, I was on quaaludes. I don't even remember Oslo. But I remember Boston, and that victory was as sweet as the cream pie for which the town was named."