Diane: Poor kid. I remember when I was at that awkward age. Any little difference between me and the other children and I was embarrassed and humiliated in front of what felt like the world.
Dennis: [enters the bar in costume] Hi, Diane.
Sam: And on it goes.
Dennis: You left your sweater at my apartment.
Diane: Oh, thank you, Dennis. And thanks for bringing it by in this all-too-brief visit. Why are you dressed like that?
Dennis: I'm working the Renaissance Faire.
Diane: Don't they have dressing rooms there?
Dennis: I thought you'd get a kick out of it. You said it was your favorite era.
Diane: Dennis, there's a time and place for everything. And the time for this was the 14th century.