Sam: Hey, Tawny, has anyone ever told you you make even bowling shoes look sexy?
Carla: Don't you ever stop? You're fraternizing with the enemy.
Sam: No, I'm just trying to distract her here so she won't know what to do. A little wink, a sexy nod, and a glimpse of these taut athletic buns. Oh, wait a second here, Tawny. Oh, what's this?
[Tawny scores a strike]
Carla: I think your butt needs a tune-up.