Martin: How did you know I was coming back here anyway?
Daphne: I had one of my psychic flashes. Bang! There you were, walking in the front door of Café Nervosa. And there you were apologizing to me for the way you've treated me this past week.
Martin: Yeah, I'm sorry about that, Daphne. I- Just forget about it, all right?
Daphne: And something about a raise.
Martin: You're winging it now, aren't you?
Daphne: Am I that transparent?
Martin: No. I'm psychic.