Cliff: Ah, Diane was crushed when she found she couldn't go to the ball with me.
Woody: Well, what are you gonna do now, Mr. Clavin?
Cliff: I'll just have to ask Carla.
Norm: [chokes on his beer] Are you nuts? Carla won't go with you. She despises you.
Cliff: Well, just because she despises me, doesn't mean she can't spend an evening dining and dancing with me.