“In this room I have picked which gun was unloaded out of ten options. And then they pulled the trigger on me. I have picked stocks that went on to skyrocket. I have picked which pencil I would shove into Ms. Robertson’s ear until she kicked me out for thinking about it.”
“I think I would know Nora's fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women.”
“Pick a number between one to ten. Now, pick the number that you think I picked you to pick. ”
“I didn’t have enough money to tip the waitress, so I offered to take her out on a date, provided she paid for dinner. And picked me up.”
“I must always forget how one word is able to pick out another, to manner another, until I have got something I might have said... but did not.”
“You know," Kavita begins, "I think I can pick out my own furniture. I am an artist after all. I do have some taste.""No you don't." Nick plainly states. "No man has taste. Besides, I didn't pick it out, she did. Wives are good for things like that.”