Cece: Hey, what can I get you?
Man: Can I get a beer and, uh, your number?
Cece: Actually, I'm...
Schmidt: This woman is engaged. Her number belongs to God now. Thank you.
Man: My bad, I didn't see a ring.
Schmidt: I'm wo... I'm working on it. That's something I'm working on. Can't just put any ring on the hand of the most perfect woman in the world. Now shoo. Back to the mechanical shop or wherever it is you work.