Norm: Oh, uh, you got a phone call here, uh... Eva Ake? I could swear it was a man. Oh, well, there's paint here. Evan Drake. Uh...
Rebecca: That's my boss.
Norm: Yeah.
Rebecca: What did he say?
Norm: Well, he said, he, uh he wants you to tear up my bar bill. [off Rebecca's look] I... Well I didn't think I'd get away with that.