Dick: It's a national holiday. Everybody gets to take the day off. [all cheer] Except for Sally.
Sally: What?
Dick: She has to go into the kitchen and make an enormous feast.
Sally: Great. Our first holiday on earth, and I got to cook.
Dick: And then after we eat, we have to give thanks.
Sally: To me? For cooking? Oh!
Dick: Oh, Sally. No, no, we have to give thanks for something bigger, something more important, something like... Well, not this, but something like how good looking I am. Maybe if we just run it through, it'll hit us.