Former college frenemies Lauren and Katie move into a fabulous Gramercy Park apartment, and in order to make ends meet, the unlikely pair start a phone sex line together.

Katie Steele: You know you're not better than me. You're not better than phone sex.
Jesse: Why would he go all the way to Italy without you? Huh? To what? To shack up with some woman named Catalina who has perfect tear drop breasts and a nice Sicilian bush that smells like lavender. She makes her own pesto sauce...
Jesse: You're a great deal! You're like a Subway gift card!
Jesse: You ladies are living some fucked up version of the American Dream.
Katie Steele: Oh my gosh, you got me a gift! And it's pink!
Lauren Powell: I don't care. I just found out that my person is no longer my person.