Ray, ever the Deadpan Snarker, comments on Hannah's clothes when she comes to work at his coffee shop.
Ray: Did you bring other clothes with you?
Ray: Then you have to go home and change.
Hannah: Is there a dress code I didn't know about?
Ray: Hannah, you're wearing a white dress. You're effectively begging the world to fuck with you. You're daring a homeless person to wipe their blood on your breasts.
Hannah: Well, we wear aprons, don't me?
Ray: This isn't a consumptive women's hospital. We don't wear aprons. No. Forget all the BBC you watch at home with your cats and pick out an appropriate outfit. And don't do some shit where you come back wearing grey, flannel sweat pants and a Taylor Swift T-shirt to be a dick. Okay? I know all the dick moves — don't be a dick. Just — a nice cute top.