Mr. Feeny: If you haven't had your dinner yet, I thought we might grab a bowl of pasta on the north end?
Eric: Oh, I don't know, Mr. Feeny. I mean it's my first night in Boston, I was thinking of something a little riskier. Maybe you and me could go out, hit the town, checkout the action.
Mr. Feeny: You mean cruise for chicks?
Eric: And their mothers.