- Cappie: Downstairs will be a once-in-a-lifetime down-and-dirty secret prohibition party - in our oh-so-humble grotto.
- The Beaver: A what party?
- Cappie: ...a prohibition party, uh, a speakeasy.
- [Beaver looks confused]
- Cappie: All right, look. Here's how it's gonna work. Upstairs is gonna be the authority-pleasing, yawn-inducing Great Gatsby party, but downstairs will be a delightful, delicious den of iniquity.
- [Beaver looks more confused]
- Rusty Cartwright: You've heard of the 18th Amendment? You know alcohol was illegal in the 20s?
- The Beaver: No?
- [Everyone laughs]
- The Beaver: Is that why they call it the Great Depression?
- Calvin Owens: I'm just considering my options, all right? I'm getting a little tired of waiting to hear from you guys.
- Trent: Yeah, you're not going to. Hope you guys got plenty of cosmo mix for the fairy.
- [Calvin rushes Trent and they fight while the others call out]
- Calvin Owens: I don't even like cosmos, bitch!