Well, there goes our big break.
Never would've happened if I had had my necklace.
The one with the lucky pearls
that broke into the batter and that woman just spit into her hand mixed with saliva and blood?
That lucky necklace? Yes.
Might as well face it. You and I are on our own.
And not just because of Martha either.
Because there is no such thing as good luck. Never seen it.
And all lucky charms are stupid, except for the Lucky Charms, which are magically delicious.
Look at it over there. Gay R2-D2 just laughing at us.
You were right, Max. You and I are on our own.
We're just a little start-up cupcake company in a hard, hard world.
And we gotta take matters into our own hands. Cover me.
Wait, wait, no. No, don't do it now. The guard is right there.
Hey, you! Stop that! What kind of freaks deface a cupcake machine?
Run run run.