"Look, I told you, I'm not going in there."

"Why not?"

"It's gross."

"How do you know this?"

"Look at the name!"

"Vomitorium..."

"That's right, vomitorium."

"You realize that there's no actual vomit involved right?"

"Well, yeah..."

"And you realize that it's merely the passageway through to the subway?"

"Uh huh."

"So what's the problem?"

"Well I know that the name has nothing to do with actual vomit. But it is a subway. Hell there might be worse in there. I mean, I've run across blood, feces, condoms... vomit would be a relief."

".... You know you're right,...let's share taxi."