Leslie Knope: Why would you say that, Dave? That dog was, like, my best friend. And when she died, it was one of...
Ann: Bring, bring, bring, bring, bring. [pretends to answer phone] Hey, Tiffany. Yeah, I definitely wanna see you tonight. No, I can't really talk right now, 'cause I'm on a date with this drip. Yeah, I can ask. Hey, do you wanna watch a porno after this with me and my wife?
Leslie Knope: No, Dave. 'Cause you're disgusting.
Ann: So, it's definitely a no?
Leslie Knope: I don't understand why you're being so terrible. We're just two people trying to go on a date. It's supposed to be fun. It's just a date.
Ann: You're right, it is. Well done. Sorry I had to get all medical on you. But now you see that even if everything goes wrong, you'll survive.
Leslie Knope: Well, well, well. You coy bastard.