Natalie: Oh, sorry about that.
Steve DeWitt: Oh, it's okay. She probably just smells my dog. Hello, sweetheart. What is she, a terrier?
Adrian Monk: We don't know.
Natalie: Yeah, she's just staying with my boss for a while.
Steve DeWitt: What are they feeding you, sweetheart? Somebody needs to go on a diet.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Okay, let's get started! Gonna line up over here, arm's length apart.
Steve DeWitt: Gotta go. Nice meeting you.
Adrian Monk: [to Shelby] It's okay. Don't listen to him. You're not fat.