Diane: If you could see past your codpiece, you'd notice I was referring to that gentleman over there.
Sam: Hank?
Diane: Yeah, he's been watching Carla all week. Haven't you seen how he gives her her those mooney-eyed looks? It's almost embarrassing. If he were any more overcome with desire, there'd be drool on his chin.
Sam: Excuse me. [wipes Diane's chin] What were you saying?
Diane: Well, for whatever reason, he's attracted to Carla, but he doesn't seem to be able to get started. I think I should help him.
Diane: No, you shouldn't. We'll compromise. I'll help him.
Sam: I knew we could work this out.