Schmidt: I know as an angel you usually sleep in heaven, but would you care to spend the evening at my place?
Sarah: I think maybe I would.
Schmidt: Fantastic choice. Here's my address. There's usually no place to park.
Sarah: Well, so where would I...?
Schmidt: You're a big girl. You'll figure it out. [leaves, returns] Uh, just tr-try south of Sixth. There's usually a string of open spaces down there. And there's not a right turn on red on Fifth, just FYI.