Tim: Have you been here all afternoon?
Jill: No. I've been all over town. I went to the zoo, by myself, after having lunch, by myself. And then, I went to the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame.
Tim: By yourself.
Jill: No. With Roy Belasco.
Tim: Who's Roy Belasco?
Jill: My cab driver. Here's a picture of me and Roy, in front of Elvis's deep-fryer.
Tim: I know how you're feeling.
Jill: Oh, well... There's no way for you to imagine it until you're standing this far from Bob Dylan's third-grade report card. That's a "D" in Chorus, by the way.