Frank: Who went to the stupid, boring opera with you? Which, by the way, we were late for because it takes you an hour to paint your face!
Marie: That was for Placido.
Frank: A mime troupe outside the theater tried to sign her up.
Marie: If I'm so much trouble, I'm never gonna go anywhere with you again. [exits]
Frank: This evening turned out pretty well after all. [to Ray] Good luck to you.