Quinn *sexy tone*: Hi, Macky. Long time no see, sexy.
Mac: Quinn, just because we kissed doesn't mean you get to call me Macky. No one calls me 'Macky'.
Quinn: 'Not even in bed?'
Mac: Especially not in bed.'
*stands up removes sunglasses, smiles at Quinn*
'In bed they call me 'Big Mac'.:devil::devil:
or, for the second one - Quinn -'I want to teach you how to jam, Big Mac.'
Mac: 'Well....okay. But don't tell Polly.'
Mac: 'All right, ladies. Now, I know one of you *points in direction of drooling queue of ladies* has my black t-shirts. And someone else has the white one I wore in that diner shooting. Now, if someone doesn't own up right now, I'm gonna have to arrest all of you...'
Reed: Mac, I'm working for the CSI NY magazine now. We've had a lot of demands coming in from some ladies for certain pictures of you...um...*flicks through notepad* Yeah, here are their demands...a picture of you wet and in a black t-shirt, a picture of you wet and in a white t-shirt, a picture of you naked - we had a LOT of requests for that one, um...and pictures of you in your Marine uniform - all varieties, and your cop uniform...'
or
Reed: 'Mac, all those women in out there in that queue told me to tell you their skirts or pants are too tight and they need your help right away. I offered to help, but they all said
you were the only one who could help...'
Mac: All of them? What is it with women and tight clothes needing my help to remove them?
Reed: 'Well, they all also said they would all be happy to...um...repay the favour in kind....'
*screams come from queue*
Or
Reed: 'Hi, Mac. I've been asked to do a 'Sexiest Detective of the NYPD' interview with you...