Jay: I must be getting rusty with my moves.
Gloria: Moves? What moves?
Jay: You know, flash the baby blues, hit 'em with the devilish grin. In case of emergency, break glass and bust out the dimple.
Gloria: Hey, isn't that one from the smallpox?
Jay: 'Cause I'm 100. Chicken pox. And it doesn't matter where it's from. It always worked.