"Because SUCCESS! TURNS! ME! ON!" and if it doesn't turn them on, they can take their five grand and get the hell out. "So what turns you on?" She asks, and they all -- except Celia, who is as allergic to the group-sing call-and-response BS as yours truly -- scream, "SUCCESS!" Then they all get their serious faces on, monitoring their nipples and/or ladies. "Dick," Celia cheers quietly to herself, and Raylene smiles wolfishly. "Dick ever buy you a Cartier Panther watch with double diamonds?" she asks, shaking her wrist in Celia's face. "Because if it did, then SUCK THAT DICK, GIRL!" Another thing my grandmother always used to say.
Raylene asks Celia if she's a "closer" or a "loser," and Celia's honest for a sec: "I've been a loser. But I want to be a closer." They all nod, and Raylene's grateful to her for playing along after making a problem of herself, but Celia's not done: she points out that she doesn't have the five thousand, so it doesn't matter, and Raylene asks if she's going to let "a little thing like that" stand in her way. Celia goes through about fifteen personalities like a Rolodex over the course of this sentence: "Well, ha... Hahah... No? No. No waaay."
Raylene jumps in the air like a lunatic: "NO WAY, COWGIRL!" She explains that they will be fronted the products if necessary, and asks if Celia is ready to ride: she is. Are her nipples hard? They are. "But I had reconstructive surgery because of a double-mastectomy, so they're always kind of like that." Trust Celia, who was recently a South American revolutionary, to even fuck up joining a cult. Raylene's like, "Um, okay. LET'S GET STARTED!"
Silas and Doug have yet another fight about him eating all the product, which ends eventually with a stoned Doug pulling money out of the register to pay for the THC cone Silas just tossed in the garbage, as Blitt and some bikini ladies stare around. For all of Silas's complaining, I don't think there's a single scene in the dispensary that doesn't have about fifty people in weird clothes milling around. Doug offers a paean to the wonder of the store, how there are drugs everywhere and "cold creamy treats" full of drugs, and beautiful girls in bikinis asking him for drugs, and finally just breaks down in tears.