Sam: Listen, believe it or not, I'm really sorry this happened. I know you must be feeling hurt and angry right now.
Diane: No. No. I'm not feeling hurt and angry. I brought this on myself. Actually, I'm feeling kind of...
Sam: Cheap?
Diane: All right, yes, I feel cheap. I saw an attractive person, a little glamour, and I wanted to meet him so badly that I pushed everything aside and threw myself at him. Totally sacrificing my dignity and my pride.
Sam: What's wrong with that? I do that all the time.
Diane: Ugh. For one terrible moment I actually saw myself through his eyes. I saw nothing but a cheap harlot.
Sam: Oh, come on. We all know that you'd starve to death before you made a living with your body.
Diane: Thanks, Sam.
Sam: You're welcome, Diane.