Jill: [chuckles] Boy, was that lucky!
Patty: [laughing] Luck had nothing to do with it. He would have let you off with a dead body in the back.
Jill: What are you talking about?
Patty: I am talking about that incredible job of flirting you just pulled off on that cop.
Jill: I was not flirting.
Patty: Oh, you weren't flirting? What was the hair flip thing about?
Jill: My hair was in my face.
Patty: Oh, really? What about you flashed your butt to get your license? What about that?
Jill: I was just reaching for my purse.
Patty: And how about when you gave him those helpless little-girl eyes? "Officer, I'll never speed again."
Jill: Oh, my God! You're right. I was flirting.
Patty: You were brilliant.
Jill: I can't believe I did that! I just had this argument with Tim about how disgusting it is when women manipulate men that way. God, I hate myself.
Patty: Well, I hate you too. I tried to flirt my way out of a ticket once. I got another one for indecent exposure. I don't want to talk about it.