Jill: Where are you going?
Mark: Out with Jenny Curtis for pizza. I think I got a shot at being her boyfriend.
Jill: Jenny Curtis. Is she in your film club? That really pretty one that's president of the honor society?
Mark: Yup. And she's actually thinking about dating a guy like me.
Jill: What does that mean? "A guy like you."
Mark: Well, you know, fairly smart, average-looking, but kind of geeky. Your basic five.
Jill: You are not a five! You're great-looking, funny, smart, and you're a ten.
Mark: Mom, I don't want to be a ten. Jenny thinks all tens are pig-headed jerks. I'm better off being a five.
Jill: So you're trying to be geeky, but not too geeky?
Mark: It's a fine line.