Rebecca: Carla, what are you doing?
Carla: Uh, would you hand me that bucket of ice water, please?
Rebecca: Sure. When you tell me what you're doing.
Carla: Well, Clavin's almost done with his route, see? So I'm gonna put this bucket up here on the ledge...
Rebecca: Oh, and then the water will fall on his head. How mature.
Carla: You know, that's your problem, Rebecca. You don't know how to have any fun.
Rebecca: Sure I do. It's just not at the expense of other people. I just go out with my friends and have a good time. Now, don't you ever get together with your friends and- and just have fun?
Carla: Well, I guess I would, but nobody ever asks me to do anything.
Rebecca: I'm sorry, Carla.
Carla: Yeah. Sounds like fun. I don't know.
Rebecca: Say, Carla, do you want to...
Carla: Yeah?
Rebecca: I don't have anything to do later. I mean, want to go grab a pizza, or see a movie or something?
Carla: You and me?
Rebecca: Well, if you want to.
Carla: Yeah. I think I'd really like that.
Rebecca: Yeah? All right, we'll do it. I mean, who knows? Maybe it'll be fun. Let me just grab my coat.
[As Rebecca walks into her office, a bucket of water pours on her head]
Carla: So, what time should I be there?