Alex took a piece of my heart with him when he left.
Consider me your candy stripper... I mean striper.
I want to be wherever you are.
Unfortunately, real life doesn't have a remote control.
You shouldn't love me. I don't deserve you.
Mildred waves Carlos over. 'Let me look at you.' She eyes him up and down. 'I saw you when you walked in. What's with all those tattoos? Makes you look like a hooligan.' 'I suspect I am a hooligan,' he says to her. 'Whatever that means.