Don: Smells good in here. Sally!
Sally: Oh, my god, Don.
Don: Sally, what's wrong?
Sally: No, don't sit. Are you crazy? This is his booth.
Don: Sally, what's gotten into you?
Sally: Oh, god, Don, it's my new boyfriend.
Don: Oh, back on your feet already. Well, good. Good for you. Where's my eggplant?!
Sally: Listen to me, Don, you've got to get out of here. He comes back and finds you here, there's no telling what he might do.
Don: Sally, I'm a cop. What could he possibly do to me?
Sally: He will kill you.
[Don grabs his food and runs out of the restaurant]