Hick: My, my, my, my, my. I love a woman in a tuxedo.
Tim: I thought you said you didn't like women in pants.
Hick: Did I say that, junior?
Tim: Yes.
Hick: Well, it's OK if it's a glamor package like Jill here.
Jill: Well, thank you.
Hick: You are one classy dame.
Jill: And you are trouble.
Hick: And you know it. How about tripping the light fandango with me, if your husband doesn't mind?
Jill: You don't mind, do you, junior?
Tim: Junior? No, go ahead. Watch his hands.