Sam: This is driving me crazy. I've gotta fin... Excuse me. Listen. Apparently, you've been, you know, shooting me down here for the last couple of days because of the way I look.
Paula: So?
Sam: I think it's unfair that you're not willing to get to know the real me. I think if you did, we could be really good friends.
Paula: You want to be friends?
Sam: Yeah, I do.
Paula: Yeah? Okay, well, maybe we could start by you introducing me to some of your friends. Especially that large and lovely one right over there.
[As Sam moves out of the way, Paula takes a look at Norm sitting sideways on his stool eating two donuts like a sandwich]
Sam: You mean Norm?
Paula: Yeah. He's a suitful, isn't he?