Don: Come on, Dick. It's all-you-can-eat.
Dick: No, I'm not hungry. You can eat the rest of what I can eat.
Don: Come on, cheer up, Dick. Sally wants her own space? Let her have it. You gotta roll with the punches. Look at me. I've moved on. Sally gave me the old heave-ho, and here I am, about to put this place out of business!
Dick: I can't. I have to figure out a way to get her to come back.
Don: I know. You're concerned for her safety.
Dick: Oh, that's a laugh.
Don: Look, Sally may be a tough cookie, but in a lot of ways, she's naive, and that makes her vulnerable. Easy pickin's for any rat-bastard psycho with a good haircut!
Dick: Still have feelings for her, eh, Don?
Don: Maybe. More shrimp here, Johnny!