Rebecca: Sam, listen. Don't you find it interesting that of all the fine restaurants in Boston to dine, that Evans should repeatedly dine at Melville's right upstairs from where I can be found every day of the week?
Sam: No, no. But I do find it interesting that your button's undone there, and your bra has a little bow in the middle.
Sam: So, uh, what, you think the big guy's finally coming around, huh?
Rebecca: No, he's in there using my phone. Can't you see? Since his divorce became final, he uses all of his spare time to be around me. He is in my office right now sitting in my chair, his lips just inches from the mouthpiece that I use every day.
Sam: You're right. I'm an idiot.