Don: Sally? Nothing up my sleeve. Presto! Two tickets to the Starlight Room!
Sally: Oh, Don, that's so cool! Let's scalp 'em!
Don: What?
Sally: Well, you know, I just don't want to go anymore. Tommy's planning a really fun New Year's eve party here. See? "Fun."
Don: Sally, do you know how hard it was to get those tickets? Let's just say I wasn't shy with the nightstick.
Sally: Don, listen, it doesn't matter where we are as long as it's where I want to be. Right, poopkin?
Don: No.
Sally: [giggles] Oh, you big, silly man. [chuckles]
Don: No. [Sally pretends to cry] It's not going to work this time, poopkin.
Sally: Hey, I'm crying here! That has never not worked.