Joanne: Oh, come on. Let's just have some fun. I saw that vanilla pudding you were dating... Emily.
Robert: Amy.
Joanne: Amy. You can't tell me she did anything for you.
Robert: Well, now that is none of your- [jumps up] Stop it. Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
Joanne: Are you serious?
Robert: Yes, I am serious. Now kindly remove your foot.
Joanne: Fine. Okay, then. Good luck to you.
Robert: Well, well, wait. What? What's that? You're leaving?
Joanne: I have nothing to say to you unless you need insurance.
Robert: Then okay to you! That's right, and let me tell you something else, Robert Barone is not available for a booty call! [to the onlookers] You heard me.