Sam: Woody, uh, call Melville's. Tell them I want an 8:00 reservation for two. Oh, and tell them that I want booth number five, chill their best champagne, yeah, and order a chocolate souffle for dessert.
Woody: Aw, gee, Sam, that sounds good, but actually, I brought my dinner.
Sam: Woody make the reservation.
Woody: All right, but this is a waste of a perfectly good meatball sandwich.