Diane: Let me see if I've got this straight? You want me to entertain a man I've never met.
Norm: All I'm asking you is to pour the guy a few drinks and chat with him. You don't have to go home with him or anything. Though if you do, I'll drive. I'm joking around, Diane.
Diane: Norman, I'm going to walk away and pretend that you never asked me to do this.
Norm: Hey, Diane, this could work out for you, too. You might like this guy. He's intelligent. He went to Harvard Business School.
Diane: Sam?
Sam: It's true. I can't believe your job depends on you finding this guy a woman.
Diane: That's right. What you're doing is demeaning and dehumanising, not just to me but to yourself.
Norm: I get it. You think I'm a kissy, right? It's easy for you two to talk. Diane's attractive, she's got brains. Sammy, hey, good-looking guy, a baseball star. I've got nothing. My only hope in life is to find someone with something and try to make them like me.
Sam: Norm-
Norm: Yes, yes. So as long as there are boots to be licked, apples to be polished and fannies to be kissed, I'll be there.
Diane: First time I saw a man strut and grovel at the same time.