Carla: I'm strapped for time. And besides, you're the best-looking guy in this bar.
Norm: Got you there, Sam.
Cliff: Ah, best-looking guy in the city.
Coach: Best-looking guy in the state.
Woman: No, he's not. As a matter of fact, there's a great-looking guy who used to drink here. I think his name was Clifford Clavin.
Cliff: Hey. I'm Clifford Clavin.
Woman: Oh, my God. What did you do to yourself? He used to look like Tyrone Power.
Cliff: I've lost my looks?
Norm: No, I think you're thinking of Cliff Clemens. You've never looked better than this.
Cliff: Oh, that's a relief. Thank you, Norm.