Adrian Monk: It's her! I get so flustered.
Natalie: Mr. Monk, you're not flustered. You're flattered. Who wouldn't be? She adores you. She knows everything about you. After all, you're only human.
Adrian Monk: There's no need for name-calling.
Natalie: You know what? On second thought, I think it's a great idea.
Adrian Monk: What are you doing?
Natalie: I'm calling a cab. I'm going home.
Adrian Monk: What?!
Natalie: I'm glad that this happened, actually. That woman is as obsessive and compulsive as you are. I want you to see what it's like. Go ahead. Hang out with her, work with her. I'll call you tomorrow. We'll compare notes.