KIM: Hey Khloe. You look pretty…
KIM: I was going to say “pretty good,” but sure.
KHLOE: Well, I’m super depressed about Lamar still and of course Rob, so I’ve been–
KIM: Who’s Rob?
KHLOE: Our brother.
KIM: We have a brother?
KHLOE: Last time I checked.
KIM: That’s crazy. The world is changing so fast.
KHLOE: Except for your wardrobe. It’s exactly the same.
KIM: No, this is totally new, dude.
KHLOE: Maybe, but it’s also NOT, you know? Bra top, high-waisted tight skirt, big coat. Same-old, same-old.
KIM: Oh yeah? Well then what if I do THIS:
KHLOE: .. yeah, still boring. Still the same.
KIM: Okay then how about THIS?
KHLOE: I mean, the greys are gorgeous, and your have awesome taste in coats, but… still the same. You have a hundred tops that turn see-through and you wear them all, always. Don’t you ever want to do something different?
KIM: I don’t think I need to take advice from someone who’s clearly insane. A brother named Rob. As if! I’m PRETTY sure I would know about him.
KIM: Poor deluded Khloe.
KHLOE: He’s real! He used to sell socks! He… never mind, none of this is making him sound real. We’ll deal with it later.