Lilith: [enters] Norm!
Woody: Oh, no, Dr. Sternin-Crane, you're supposed to yell "Norm" when he comes in the door. Don't worry. It took me a little while to get used to it, too.

Lilith: You know, Norm, you may find this surprising, but I'm somewhat off-putting to most people. No, no, it's, it's true. I don't have many friends. I've never been very good at making friends.
Norm: I think it's easy, Lilith. Um, you just have to relax a bit, you know? Just sort of loosen up.
Lilith: You mean just be myself?
Norm: No. Uh, you weren't listening. Just relax. Loosen up.
Lilith: Okay, I'll try it. [sighs] Oh, wow, this feels much better.
Norm: See?
Lilith: I've been looking at this all wrong. I'm going to go back to my house, and I'm going to be the life of that party. And it won't be that disorganized, carousing fun they've been having. It's going to be good, clean, organized fun. We'll play Pictionary, then Boticelli, then it's Charades till dawn. I'll rush home and type up a party schedule. I'll make copies. Oh, I wonder if they have a copy center open at this hour. I know. Why not make a game out of trying to find one? [exits]
Norm: [on the phone] Frasier, it's Norm. Get out of the house while you still can.

Sam: Okay, guys, hurry up and get your lunch orders in. Dip 'n Fry closes in 20 minutes.
Norm: Yeah, if we don't hurry, they'll change the grease.
Cliff: So, I... I can't seem to make up my mind here.
Norm: Cliffie, every day you stare at that damn menu, and every day you order the wing dings.
Cliff: Well, maybe I would like something different today, Norm.
Norm: Yeah, okay. Sammy, I'm gonna have the, uh, baked potato, please, with, uh, sour cream and butter, and, um, put some cheddar on there, please. Oh, and, uh, some jack cheese.
Sam: Bacon bits?
Norm: No, no, I'm watching my cholesterol.
Sam: Cliffie?
Cliff: I'll have the, uh... wing dings.