Carla: Boy, I'll tell you, having Tiny in this bar is about the most exciting thing that's happened around here in a long time.
Rebecca: Maybe it is, and maybe it isn't.
Cliff: No, I- I think the most exciting thing, uh, contrary to your belief, Carla, was when, uh, Sammy fiddled around with the cable box and we were able to get The Playboy Channel all day long, huh?
Rebecca: Well, you know, some people who didn't know any better might think that that was interesting.
Norm: Well, how about, uh, last week when Phil told us that he did time?
Cliff: Now that was juicy.
Norm: Yeah.
Rebecca: Oh, yeah, real juicy. [scoffs] I don't think so.
Carla: What are you trying to say, Rebecca?
Rebecca: I'm trying to say that I have got major dish bottled up inside me. And it's just dying to get out. Oh, God, here it comes. I can feel it. It's coming up through my chest. I can feel it in my throat. It's...
[Rebecca fills her mouth with Fiddle Faddle, mumbles the secret, giddily covers her mouth and runs away]