Diane: High marks? What exactly did you mean by that?
Professor Moffat: Well, among other things, that you have an unbridled enthusiasm.
Diane: Ah. I see. Goodbye. [exits and immediately returns] I'm a little unclear on "enthusiasm."
Professor Moffat: Well, enthusiasm: That you don't mind taking on extra duties and working overtime, if necessary.
Diane: Of course that's what he meant. What else could he mean? Goodbye. [exits and returns] I will not sleep with you!
Professor Moffat: What?
Diane: Oh, my God, I can't believe I said that.
Professor Moffat: I think that concludes our interview.
Diane: Dr. Moffat, I'm terribly sorry. I didn't for a moment mean to imply that you want to have sex with me. I'm sure that's the farthest thing from your mind. Not that you don't have a healthy interest in sex. I'm sure you think about it all the time. Well, not all the time. You're not obsessed. But when it comes to sex, I'm sure you could hold your own with a man half your age. That's not to say that you like young men. Or any men. Not that any man wouldn't be happy to have you. As would any woman. Except me. Although, I could be. But I'm not. But that's not saying that I couldn't be. This just isn't the time or the place or the circumstance. But by that, I'm certainly not saying that you're flabby. Why did I say that? This isn't going well, is it?