Diane: What do you want to talk about?
Sam: It doesn't matter. Anything. How about the weather?
Diane: Okay.
Sam: Nice weather.
Diane: A little nippy.
Sam: Well, that's because we're in Boston. Now, if we were in, say, Tahiti.
Diane: We'd be lying in the sun.
Sam: Getting a tan.
Diane: Maybe even a sunburn.
Sam: Well, not if we rubbed oil all over each other.
Diane: What are we trying to prove again?
Sam: Uh... Something about that I can carry on a normal conversation without it being sexual.
Diane: Well, so much for the weather.