Butch : How was your breakfast? Fabienne : It was good... Butch : Did you get the pancakes, the blueberry pancakes? Fabienne : No, no, they didn't have blueberry pancakes, I had to get buttermilk - are you sure you're okay? Butch : Honey, since I left you, this has been without a doubt the single weirdest fucking day of my life! Come on, hop on - I'll tell you all about it.