Norm: So, uh, what's the occasion, Cliff?
Cliff: My girlfriend, Margaret. Just picked her up at the airport, dropped her off at the hotel. She'll be by in a few minutes.
Norm: All right! Margaret's back from Canada.
Cliff: Yeah, yeah. She just couldn't take those brutal freezing winters those sub-zero temperatures, the lonely sense of isolation, so she's, uh, coming back to me.
Carla: Yeah? Well, the grass is always greener.