Sam: Great party, huh?
Linda: Yes. I'll have a Manhattan.
Sam: What? Oh, this. Well, you think I'm a bartender, huh?
Linda: What do you think you are?
Sam: Well, to tell you the truth, I used to be a bartender, but now I'm an eccentric millionaire. I just dress like this to remind myself of my modest beginnings.
Rebecca: Back behind the bar.
Sam: I pay her to say that. It keeps me humble.
Rebecca: Malone, now! [clicks her fingers]
Sam: Ooh, that was a good one, huh? I'm going to have to give her a raise, huh? Looking good.