Ew, God!

Toddy:
You know, it's very strange. At the club, I thought you were just about at the end of your rope. Victoria:
Oh, I was. I am! This is the first decent meal I've had in almost four days. Toddy:
And you can't pay for it? Victoria:
[makes breaking motion with hands]
Caseé! Toddy:
[chuckling]
And you want me to have dinner with you? Victoria:
I want you to have the best damn dinner you ever had. Have two! I started off with the roast chicken and I segued to boeuf bourguignon. It's anybody's guess what I could end up with. Toddy:
Oh, I'd guess about thirty days. Victoria:
If all goes well, I expect to leave here poor, but sated. I have a... a bug in my purse. At the appropriate moment, it goes in my salad. Toddy:
It'll never work. Victoria:
A bug in my salad? Toddy:
In a place like this, it would be an event if there WASN'T a bug in your salad. Victoria:
What about a... cockroach? Toddy:
[shocked]
A cockroach! Victoria:
Shhh! Bigger than your thumb! Toddy:
Ew, God!