“With that shirt you have on, you remind me of what you look like with no shirt on.”

“You know you have ADD when Look A chicken - T-shirt”

“- I like my shirts.- It's plaid.- There are no rules for shirts. Plaid is good.- Plaid is bad. Although, if you went with a Scottish plaid in wool, it might be okay.- I'm not dressing like some damned highlander, Mercedes.- And the lumberjack look is okay?- You don't like my shirt?”

“If you have two shirts in your closet, one belongs to you and the other to the man with no shirt.”

“No. I'm not buying a shirt."I could buy you a shirt."I don't need you to buy me a shirt."Mercedes pulled him over to the nice GQ-dude who worked the department. "Tell him he needs a new shirt."I don't need a new shirt."Sir, you need a new shirt.”

“You lost your shirt, Sam?”“Anna was looking over the tattoo.”“Yeah.” Nick grunted. “It looked like it.”