Dick: Okay, fine. Lights. Any questions, comments, anyone?
Caryn: About what, Dr. Solomon? We've been sitting in the dark for ten minutes. You haven't showed us a thing.
Dick: I've been showing you my face. What do you people think of my face? Anyone? Uh, how about you, Bug?
Bug: What- Excuse me, sir. Your, uh, your what?
Dick: My face! My face. Do you find it appealing in an incredibly handsome, sexiest-man-on-Earth sort of way?
Bug: You're sort of not my type.
Dick: How about you, Pitman? Do you find me attractive?
Pitman: I'm sorry, Dr. Solomon. The last time I answered that question in school, one thing led to another, and then my biology teacher wound up asking me to kill her husband.