Norm: Yeah, McHale's playing a little better tonight, huh?
Sam: Yeah, of course he is. As soon as I told him how many bolts were in the floor, he just settled right into his game.
Cliff: Wait a minute. How could you tell him that? We never had a chance to count them.
Sam: Well, I just made up a number, you know. I figure he'll never know the difference. As long as it improves his game, you know, what's the harm?
Cliff: Right.