Amy: I could drive.
Captain Holt: No, you don't know where we're going. But if you'd like a cup of coffee, there's an old bakery in that neighborhood. The coffee there is terrible, but I would enjoy the nostalgia.
Amy: I love terrible coffee. Now let's put away Richard Wilcox, that no good punk.
Captain Holt: He's 86-years-old.
Amy: You don't out grow punk, sir.