Woody: Mrs. Gaines, thank you for helping me adjust my napkin, but it's really not necessary. By the way, I don't usually wear it tucked in quite so far.
Roxanne: Is there something about me that makes you nervous, Woody?
Woody: Well, I don't know. The things you say, your hands, your coconut-cracking thighs.
Roxanne: Then you have no problem with my feet.
Woody: Mrs. Gaines, stop it! I'm not having sex with you! I won't have sex with you! I won't! I won't! I won't! No sex! Do you hear me? Now I want both hands and both feet on the table right now!
[After Woody sits down and starts eating again, everyone around the table is staring at him]
Woody: Kelly, am I using the wrong fork or something?