Norm: Diane, uh, why the sudden interest in ballet?
Diane: Oh, Norman, it's not sudden. I've had an on-again, off-again love affair with the ballet since I was seven years old. I studied for a while, then gave it up. Regrettably, of course. Although I was blessed with a swan-like neck and natural grace, I abandoned my dream of becoming a prima ballerina and concentrated instead on my career as a novelist.
Carla: Which explains why you're here in a bar pushing beers.
Diane: Oh, I remember the first time I ever put on my toe shoes...
Carla: Excuse me, Diane. Isn't your apartment on fire?
Diane: Oh, my God! I completely forgot! My poor kitty. Wait a minute. I'm sure I turned it off.
Carla: [sizzling noise] [coughing] [meowing]