Woody: I haven't seen you in here before, have l?
Mary: Uh, no, I don't get around much since my husband, Lloyd, passed away. We used to come by here every evening during our walk, but, uh, Lloyd never let us come in. He got jealous when I was around other men.
Woody: I can see why.
Mary: Oh, for heaven's sakes.
Woody: Oh, I think you're blushing.
Mary: Oh, it's the wine. Although as Mark Twain said, "Man is the only animal that blushes."
Woody: "Or needs to."