Sam: I got an idea. Why don't you bring the little fella by the bar? We can, you know, set up candy here and stuff. It'll be fun.
Lilith: Well, I suppose if it's an environment which we know and trust, that would be all right.
Rebecca: I am not serving the little punk, Sam.
Sam: I know. It's all right. Do me a favor. Will you take this over to Table Ten?
Rebecca: Sure... [moans] Oh, God.