Valerie: I don't understand. You just brushed me off.
Sam: Oh, no, no, that was- I just had a problem with the kegs there. Did that seem like a brush-off to you? I'm sorry. See, I wouldn't know. I've never brushed anyone off before. [a woman at the bar scoffs] Listen, I- I really like you a lot, and I'd like to see you again. You know, maybe we could go up to the Cape for a weekend. What do you say? I hear it's really nice up there. I wouldn't know. I've never been there myself. [another woman scoffs] What do you say?
Valerie: Gee, it sounds like fun.
Sam: Good. All right, uh, just make sure you don't tell your father, all right?
Valerie: Good idea. You know, you may not believe this, but I get the feeling he'd rather I didn't see you.
Sam: Oh, well, that's not the problem, really. It's just that I don't like to do my romantic stuff in public. [Sam looks around, expecting another woman to scoff]
Valerie: I don't know, you seemed so forward. You had me sitting on your lap and everything.
Sam: I'm sorry. Did that seem forward? I wouldn't know. I've never done anything like that before.
[Seven different women scoff and then walk out of Cheers]
Valerie: What's wrong with them?
Sam: Oh, uh, well, the blonde has bad sinuses. The rest of them just have bad attitudes!