Dick: Just a minute, Missy. I think you're forgetting something: our dinner. Tonight I'd like you to make something stroganoff-y.
Harry: Mmm, I'm sorry, but due to a prior commitment, miss Sullivan's dinner-making will have to be rescheduled.
Dick: Enough! Lieutenant, as of right now, I order you to be no longer famous.
Sally: You can't order that.
Dick: Think of the mission.
Sally: This is bigger than the mission! I didn't ask for this mantle. The people of Rutherford need a Sally Solomon, and it just so happens I am Sally Solomon. So I will be their Sally Solomon. I can do no less. Play ball!