Rebecca: No. We'll go to my place.
Sam: Excuse me? Ooh! You're really going to go through with this, aren't you?
Rebecca: Yes, I am, but I want to get one thing straight.
Sam: Ooh, yeah, yeah.
Rebecca: My smoking has nothing to do with sexual frustration over you or anyone else. It's just a stupid habit. But I made a pact, so now I'm going to suffer the consequences no matter how vile or disgusting they may be. Let's go.
Sam: Well... You don't really want to do this, do you?
Rebecca: No, it's all right. I'll just close my eyes and imagine someone appealing. Besides, I have a feeling it won't take long.