Allison Luchey

"You're listening to the radio and writing with a pen. What decade are we in?"

"You're cooking frittata in a sauce pan? What is this, prison?"

"I worked 80 hours this week. I just want to come home, put on my 'mono and just hang loose, man."

"Get rid of it. Pine has no place in this loft. It's the wood of poor people and outhouses."