Aaron: I made you a sandwich.
Joel: You made me a sandwich?! Wow, Aaron! You’re not only the best supporting actor in a dramatic series, you’re the most considerate guy we’ve ever had on the show. Thank you.
Aaron: Yeah, you’re welcome.
Joel: Now that you’ve won, what are your plans?
Aaron: Uh, you know… I don’t know. Just spend some time to take it all in, I guess. Relax, go to Europe maybe, get the five bucks you owe me for that sandwich and…
Joel: Haha, what?
Aaron: Sandwich. Five dollars. You think I’m in the business of giving away sandwiches? I mean, come on.
Joel: I’m hosting a show, I don’t have any cash on me.
Aaron: That sandwich is made of the purest parma ham and the finest cheese available to mankind. I mean, I cooked that sandwich myself! This isn’t some crappy sandwich you get off the street, man! I need my money!
Joel: Well, I’m really sorry. I told you, I don’t have any money.
Aaron: Wow, why do you want to force me into a corner?
Joel: I’m not forcing you into any corner, buddy.
Aaron: Do you know what I’ll look like to Leno or Fallon if I let you get away with taking my sandwich for free?
Joel: No, I have no idea.
Aaron: I’ll look like a bitch!
Joel: I don’t think you’ll look like a bitch.
Aaron: I’m sorry, man. I’m really sorry. [starts beating Joel with his Emmy]

What happens when David Blaine tells Aaron Paul and Bryan Cranston to choose a cup for him to smash with his hand, one of which Aaron was told to hide an ice pick under.
Blaine then proceeds to stab himself with it. Naturally.