Claire: I'm sorry if I smell like a campfire. I've been in the woods for three days.
Dana: I hate camping. If I'm ever in the woods for three days it means I've been dead for two of them.
Claire: [laughs] Oh! It feels good to laugh for real.
Dana: You look like you need a drink. Hon? Two Chardonnays and a hot towel for my friend.
Stewardess: Right away.
Claire: I love you, beautiful stranger.