Mary: Oh, Nina, call the florist and tell them no carnations. I want those flowers that look like bird's heads with a stick stuck in its eye. You know, the good ones?
Dick: Why? What's going on?
Nina: Oh, she's having some big affair.
Dick: Wh- You tramp!
Mary: Oh! Dick, it's a catered affair.
Dick: You're cheating on me and your diet?!