Miranda Priestly: [Andy is at the CK Showroom] Who's there? Who are you talking to?
Andy Sachs: I'm sorry, what's your name?
Liz: Liz.
Andy Sachs: Liz.
Miranda Priestly: Oh God. Get away from her, she's useless. And unattractive. Ask for Ivan. Tell him we need 20 skirts for a reshoot.
[hangs up]
Liz: What did she say?
Andy Sachs: [Embarrassed pause] Uh. Is Ivan available?
Liz: Oh.
Andy Sachs: Hello?
Emily: Andrea, Miranda decided to kill the autumn jacket story for September and she's pulling up the Sedona shoot for October. You need to come into the office right this second and pick up her coffee order on the way.
Andy Sachs: Now?
[looks at the clock]
Emily: Now, get a pen and
write this down. I want one no-foam skimmed latte with an extra shot and three drip coffees with room for milk. Searing hot. And I mean hot.
[hangs up]
Andy Sachs: [as she and Christian wander through Place Des Vosges, after both have had a little too much to drink] I never understood why everyone was so crazy about Paris, but now...
[she laughs and swirls around a pole]
Andy Sachs: It's. So. Beautiful.
[Christian waits at the other side of the pole and surprises Andy by suddenly kissing her]
Andy Sachs: I can't do this...
[he kisses her again]
Andy Sachs: Nate and I only split up a few days ago...
[he kisses her again]
Andy Sachs: Oh... I've had too much wine and my heari- visio-... judgement is impaired...
[he kisses her again]
Andy Sachs: I barely know you and I'm in
a strange city...
[he kisses her again]
Andy Sachs: I... I'm out of excuses.
Christian Thompson: [smiles] Thank God.
[he kisses her once more]
Emily: [on the phone] While you're out, Miranda needs you to go to Hermès to pick up 25 scarves we ordered for her.
Andy Sachs: Okay.
[searches for note pad]
Emily: Cassidy forgot her homework at Dalton. Pick that up. Oh, yeah. And Miranda went out to meet with Meisel, and she'll want more Starbucks when she gets back. Hot
Starbucks
[hangs up]
Andy Sachs: Can you just repeat that first -
[phone goes into dial tone]
Andy Sachs: Hello?
Lilly: [stroking a Marc Jacobs bag] And it's pretty!
Miranda Priestly: [Andy has set down her steak] What's that?
Andy Sachs: Oh...
Miranda Priestly: I don't want that. I'm having lunch with Irv, I'll be back at 3:00, I'd like my Starbucks waiting. Oh, and if you don't have that Harry Potter book by then, don't even bother coming back